Starting a journey of blogging after so long. i was on this platform 3 years back but couldn't continue it because of hectic schedule of college. Newways back to the jajabor style with some nasty and purely own thoughts to improve the writing of mine only. Just want to start with today's whole schedule. I was terribly bored with my unromantic days of vacation after i left my friends. Their love and support for me was unconditional. due to my hanged face, my mother told me to join my nana at the nearest siddhivinayak temple hence the change of air and the atmosphere change can make me feel good. Since there were no vehicles left for me, we had to hire an autorickshaw to reach to the particular place. During the journey i felt so much sorry about the people who cannot get food for 2 mandatory times to have healthy life when i saw the jhund of the vanjaaraas on the state highway. my nanaji told me the story of those people till the end from the scratch. because we never talk about something that is not happening around us, i was amazed with my nanaji's sense of judging people. he has got the fullest knowledge about the vanjaaras from why they migrate from one place to the another and why the migration is the very important part of their lives. i saw some full of greenery farms were like asking farmers to take their lives to get some bucks from the higher authority and to bring happiness after waiting so much for the final set of crop. and my nanaji just told me this line in gujarati,"KHEDUT TO JAGAT NO TAAT KEHVAAY.(IN ENGLISH, THE FARMER IS THE VIRTUAL GOD FOR THE HUMAN KIND)". i absolutely agreed to his statement and we high fived too. :) the 15 kilometers distance wasn't too far for us as i m travelling on this road from when i was 7 or 8 i guess.
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