Hello travelers!
A new day with a new journey and exploration. Today, I am taking you to Food Valley. A unique type of valley. Even the name was intriguing to me. It wasn't my main destination but a security guard told me that it's a must visit place around here.
My eyes got blurred while looking at the board. My eyes were circling around to see the beauty of Valley. Though artificial and human-made, but impressive to my eyes.
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Guitar is a friend of this person. Hugging the guitar, sitting inside the guitar like the person is confined to guitar or guitar is confined to person. Both have submitted themselves to each other.
I assume this person is sad!
Molded pipes to make some impressive designs. I am already impressed. I am calling my mother to show her the beauty of the valley.
Why isn't she even picking up my call.
Calling ..... Ringing
But no response.
Let me walk to the floral garden around. The fragrance of these flowers is consumed and immersed in the air around. This air is striking my cheeks, reminding me of someone. Yes, someone special.
Why am I alone here?
I want someone who should be with me while enjoying my travels.
But, I am afraid of tieding up people with me. They might get bored from me. They might feel a burden. I need validation. It's in human instinct that we need validations of beings.
Let me sit down alone on an alone. Let me breathe in this free air. People are around tables, and they are sharing laughs with each other. Couples, kids, and old people are enjoying. It's great to see such colors of life in one place.
At my back, a road is flowing with cars and bikes. Trees, weeds, and buildings are standing. This is also beautiful. These houses are lavish and give me motivation to earn more in life because people are raising their standards.
Again, this guitarist got my attention. He is still immersed in playing guitar.
Burning ball is polite today. It's not burning fully like fire. Mild and cold breeze. I was walking here and there like a thirsty crow was flying here and there.
Everything is clean. Back in my head, I was assuming to have some food, but then i thought that prices would be high. I was puzzled about it. Look, even food can confuse me. I am very confusing, sort of person.
Father carrying his son, obviously. I was just circling around every statue. These things were seemingly unique to me.
On height, I am standing and looking at the housing society. These housing societies are more like colonizers. They are exploiting the original and organic culture. New and materialistic culture is imposed.
Beneath wooden bridge, fishes are having party in water. Water became colorful with these vibrant fishes. I am looking at kids who are smiling and giggling. They are pointing their fingers towards these creatures. There curiousity always reminds me of my childhood. I sat there for more than ten minutes.
It's more like a statue concert. Yes, I am enjoying vibing and dancing. Are you listening to these songs?
Oh, it's silent.
Just sit and focus. You will surely hear.
Why is voldemort ringing in my mind?
Even though he was not body less but he was a faceless person.
Ummmm... this one is different with a face and without a body.
A body without a soul or a tree without a trunk.
It's the one that has a deep impression in my mind.
Hush..... keep quiet 🤫
Artist here.....don't intrupt him otherwise he might be distracted. Artists are creative and sensitive souls. They feel more pain and live life more deeply.
You are asking [ Am I an Artist?]
Trying to be or pretending to be an artist. Fake it until you make it.
Walk, walk, walk
These stones are not springing out water. Sun is disrupting their routine. These stones are also waiting for the sun to be drowned in the ocean. I am waiting for it, too
Sun is drowning, slowly, beautifully, and elegantly.
What a pleasant feeling it is!
Sun is going back home and leaving scars of its departure on the sky. These hues are life.
The absence of the sun gave birth to artificial lights. These are turned on as miniature sun. These are looking beautiful but not as much beautiful as sun.
This wait never ends. Wait and time is looped. They are illusion? I don't know. I don't want to explain, but previously, i was waiting for the sun to be engulfed by the sea of the sky, and now i am waiting for the moon to spring out.
Here... water is springing out. It's musical– sound of water.
Stones are not melting and springing out water. Soon, the moon will be there, and it will give rise to the tides. Water will collide, and we will become romantic.
I am afraid of these lights. Let me go.
Walking out.
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