Waiting To Exhale

Who out there (like me) is craving/dreaming/ fantasizing about something like this?

It used to be my backyard. I grew up in places (yes places) like this one and that time like most people who are living in what westerners called “paradise”  I didn’t realize how lucky I was. I wish to go back there right now. Not to live but to breathe, away from hassle and bustle of the rat race and soak the atmosphere and for a while relived the memories of my youth, when in spite of the “circumstances ” life is a little bit simpler.

2 thoughts on “Waiting To Exhale”

  1. Yes, I dream of this. You were there? Fantastic. Now, at least, it’s memory as well as (more than) fantasy.

    It would be good and healthy to go breathe there.

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