I visited a place last week, which was unforgettable. One-week has passed, but I still have happiness, freshness and energy in my mind when I remember it.
It was a drizzling day last week, when I took my Bullet and started to go far for a changeover from work and daily routine, where I found a Village *** where I felt as if it was my own Granny’s hometown. The granny’s there were so affectionate and pleasant to invite me to their place; they were free to speak out and showered lots of love and good food that day.
I was hungry after a long walk towards the Green Lands; I went to a small hotel where the granny was surviving the food. There was No music, No rush, Not so organised but it was a pleasant place with tasty food served.
While interacting with the granny, I was asking about the Village and the Life support methods of earning they adopt to live. Then she was telling about her friend, who was a weaver; that to weaving with the Ancient Unique hand-made weaving equipment.