Vision Translated

A painting on roadside in the outskirts of a big city It was a Sunday, yes it was a bright Sunday morning trip to Sultanpur Bird Sanctuary. I woke myself up, with a lot of effort after a rough week at work. My friends were telling me a lot of ducks were there must be clicked. So, reached with my camera and after a lot of walk inside, reached to the lake where lots of ducks indeed were like waiting to be clicked. It was worth walking those extra kilometers. But, it was not the end. After coming out, the weather was becoming cloudy, I was fortunate is all I thought. As taking few snaps and the walk in the green washed away my tiredness. To have a cup of tea, I stopped my car beside the highway and say with some localities, waiting for my cup of tea to come. Just opposite side of the road, I looked at the bright yellow mustard field, behind which the clouds were giving a lot of hint that, a storm is about to hit. The tea came and I was just am...

A Road Again A road connects both way. We decide if the trip is for coming or going to the place we want. There are times when we also don't know while walking, if it is a one way trip. When wanting to come or going back where we want is just a wishful thought. But, we keep walking into that cycle with or without even knowing the destination of life!  Life goes on !