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Author: Drushti
Today, in the fast moving world, with scorching sun on the head, summers are the worst time of the year; is what I used to think, until… TODAY!
While my ride took me silently out of the city limits, I laid back and relaxed automatically. The strain on my forehead vanished. The further away I went from the city, the better I felt.
Rising sunrays falling on the Earth, through those immensely dark and huge green trees, made the whole view serene. The chirping of birds, the whistling of wind through forests and farm, made me love the weather. Crops of my height were there all throughout the route. They made me want to see more of them, all of them. And I skid – halted on my way, wanting to forget that I was getting late for somewhere. Where? Was of no importance to me at the moment.
Amazed at the beauty of the crops, I went further down the path. Only to realize that there were farms within farms, and crops within crops. Completely lost in the praises of nature all around, I walked, unaware of the time and direction. And suddenly, I saw something mystic, something divine. Children, of all ages, boys and girls, roared out with laughter. The well – supposed only to be a source of water to us City-zens – was a source of pure fun to these children. They were singing and dancing and throwing water at each other. Roaring with laughter when the water wet their friends.
There, standing there, at that point that moment, I lost myself; or should I say…regained it. Do not know how many minutes it took me to fill my eyes with the view, and close them slowly to save the file in the so-called memory of my mind. And suddenly, I started shaking, vibrating. Thought it was another of nature’s surprises to me, but finally realizing the bitter truth. The vibes were not mine, they were that of my mobile phone. The “any place any where” contact us device brought me harshly back to reality – I HAD TO GO.
Walking back the same road, I realized what a beautiful summer, could a morning like this give us. Felt like I was a step closer to HEAVEN. And bound to return, questioned myself where a road away from this would lead me to? With a tearlet in my eyes, I realized that I was completely wet with the water those kids showered at me. I smiled at myself and gave the place one long last stare, sat in my car and as we City-zens say, “moved on…”
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The emotions in your article are heartfelt but the article doesn’t create an impact due to grammatical errors and flawed sentence structure. This article requires extensive proof-reading and editing to correct the grammatical and language usage errors. Avoid using Passive voice in phrases like: ‘could a morning like this give us.’ Punctuation and modification of sentence structure will help highlight the finer points of the article.
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