He just switched off his mobile .He got bored from the continuous phone calls since midnight .No body was there in the house . All family members planned to visit hillstation Manali in Diwali days .
But he was not interested that business cum vacation tour .Mom will get busy in shopping and sis will be on her mobile .Dad will try to expand his business .No No he is not a small child .He is a young man of 20 yrs studying last year of graduation .
He planned to tarrace to sleep tonight ,He stared to the sky Little twinkling stars without moon . A cool cool layers of wing was touching his cheeks .He was lost in the music of a silent night .At last he set alarm in his mobile and sleep into deep slip .In the morning he woke up ,got bath ,change clothes and took some packet of dry food with a bottle .No mobile . He walked through a road for 5 miles and then diverted to hills nearby .He liked this place since childhood .He sat after some time on a big rocks between that river .He just looked to the scene around : big trees ,sloppy hill ,and different birds singing the songs in their own languages . He started walking again .
He was near a very tiny village of just 15- 20 huts .Woman was cooking with the helps of wooden sticks in mud containers .Small goats grazing around .A small boy was playing flute sitting on a tree .A totally different atmosphere from his city .Completely peaceful . He requested a old man to allow to stay there overnight .That kind person allowed him to do so .He heard about the life of those so called illiterate people .They hadn't facility of even electricity but their heart were full of light .
He slept on a bed of jute without pillow and felt that soundest sleep of his life .He had seen that without any facility their life is so natural .No regrets for life .No competition at all .They spent their lives by helping each other instead of pulling legs of each other .There was a touch of actual life not virtual one .
He got a click an idea .
Very next morning he returned to home .After 6 months there was a school building for those villagers and an Ashram nearby .That was a source of income to run the school . An ashram is a one kind of hotel but here you have to live in hut without electricity . No mobiles or T V .,No cars allowed in that area .A life with nature .
But nobody found that ashram without tourists for one single day .Booking is available after six months only .
A person comes here can't describle the experience of peace feels here .
But the very next day after returning to home they all join a rat race .Mr. John advises his son to opt the subject of clinical psychology for advance studies .Because he strongly believes that in coming years scope for psychologists will be above all professions ...
But he was not interested that business cum vacation tour .Mom will get busy in shopping and sis will be on her mobile .Dad will try to expand his business .No No he is not a small child .He is a young man of 20 yrs studying last year of graduation .
He planned to tarrace to sleep tonight ,He stared to the sky Little twinkling stars without moon . A cool cool layers of wing was touching his cheeks .He was lost in the music of a silent night .At last he set alarm in his mobile and sleep into deep slip .In the morning he woke up ,got bath ,change clothes and took some packet of dry food with a bottle .No mobile . He walked through a road for 5 miles and then diverted to hills nearby .He liked this place since childhood .He sat after some time on a big rocks between that river .He just looked to the scene around : big trees ,sloppy hill ,and different birds singing the songs in their own languages . He started walking again .
He was near a very tiny village of just 15- 20 huts .Woman was cooking with the helps of wooden sticks in mud containers .Small goats grazing around .A small boy was playing flute sitting on a tree .A totally different atmosphere from his city .Completely peaceful . He requested a old man to allow to stay there overnight .That kind person allowed him to do so .He heard about the life of those so called illiterate people .They hadn't facility of even electricity but their heart were full of light .
He slept on a bed of jute without pillow and felt that soundest sleep of his life .He had seen that without any facility their life is so natural .No regrets for life .No competition at all .They spent their lives by helping each other instead of pulling legs of each other .There was a touch of actual life not virtual one .
He got a click an idea .
Very next morning he returned to home .After 6 months there was a school building for those villagers and an Ashram nearby .That was a source of income to run the school . An ashram is a one kind of hotel but here you have to live in hut without electricity . No mobiles or T V .,No cars allowed in that area .A life with nature .
But nobody found that ashram without tourists for one single day .Booking is available after six months only .
A person comes here can't describle the experience of peace feels here .
But the very next day after returning to home they all join a rat race .Mr. John advises his son to opt the subject of clinical psychology for advance studies .Because he strongly believes that in coming years scope for psychologists will be above all professions ...
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