Those days were beautiful.
When I close my eyes an overflow of the stored memories bestowed upon me, my elicit guts bother me not to look back to those days, they were precisely beautiful. I am not able to restore them at the moment because my mind is stuck in the hum of thoughts, I will need to relieve myself from this spectrum of undoubted tiring clung of opinions. I would curse myself for these long-distance measures of distancing as I am unable to connect myself with nature, on the other hand, it’s my hopeless impuissance that dragged me into this epic atmosphere. Being a deep thinker, I won't let things the easy way, I wondered the materialistic world has its own beauty, perception, dreams of many and living sources of millions. I can't deny it nor regret the help and assistance of this technological world. It's even easier to have fun and seek entertainment but the source of entertaining ourselves from nature is no more exciting in downtown and almost everywhere. This is why I miss those beautiful days. I remember when I open my eyes earlier a silence claimed to me the adorable nature, I breathe it long and hold my lungs to feel the scent of nature. I didn't peek at my phone nor any pop-up bothered me anymore, I opened the window and looked outside, it was breathtaking and exquisite. The sunshine touched my skin as smoothy as like touching a bunch of wool, those fresh air blow me away, I admire my existence and thanked the great creator for this amazing creation. Our connection with nature realizes us the miracles of the creator, rather we are faint in the man-made technical world, where man is the creator and called the superior. But in nature, it's different, equality on the basis of their classification is stated. I went to the wonderful meadow, touched the priceless cereal head, dance with the dazzling sunflowers, and sing with hushed wind its climax is more than a dramatic scene, but it's natural and spiritual. For a while, my thoughts took me to the busy traffic of the city, in the buzz of a market, and in the noisy crowd. I didn’t find myself thinking about nature because I am a busy human, I have to sort out my work, why would I bother myself to think about nature. A layer of a silent wind whispered, cold water refreshed me and I opened my eyes a matchless beauty was satisfying my eyes, I was completely lost in that peaceful atmosphere ah! I am in love with nature, look at those flowing rivers, colorful stones, and astonishing rocks. What is more beautiful than those spectacular glaciers, cones, and streams. I want to live the rest of my life in this peaceful atmosphere, I have never seen this version of my happy face. How can I forget the memories with those amazing peeps, their accompany, the night walks under the mood light, the talks on the peaceful heights? I am not a subject anymore to forget this lifetime memory, as I realized for a moment, I have opted to live this artificial way too it is a search for luxury and comfort, but the real-life is to know the meaning of life and nature. I can make it as easy as I could do likewise missing those days. Those days were peaceful.












