Almost all the people living in the village have fields. In the same way, we also have. Where I go often. Travelling to the fields makes me feel relaxed. The best experience of life is to sit at the bottom of a tree in peace and see the fields spread far and wide.
I run in the trails of the fields for hours. I sleep in the grass. I gaze at the open sky.
Our farm is full of diversities. There is also desert soil here and fertile loam.
A small desert mound starts looking green during the rainy days.
But now these fields have also changed, now the sound of bell bells is not heard, nor is the sound of water coming out of the "Rahat" now the sounds of the tractors and engines which can never match them. Well, now the time has changed so the change is natural.
