Far away from the modern city- Deveani Suri

On the wheels of pure and aromatic breeze steering me to the world of serenity and divinity,

away from monotonous and exhausting hustle bustle of the city,

disappearing into the magically pious,artless and lush -green place,

away from the artful,deceptive and mechanised world where everyone is on the race,

so as to embrace blissful peace and solace,

the place where the air aromatising of soil and petals is divinely pure and refreshing,

casting a spell to permeate a new zeal and spirit inside the living being,

other than the vitality -sipping ,adulterated and poisoned air of the industrialized region,

immersing into the alluring and enchanting beauty of the crystal pure stream emerging from the source not in vision,

harbouring the heterogeneous life and sustaining the dancing flowers on its banks with vitality and brilliance,

apart from the dead and toxic streams and ponds ;the graveyard of flora and fauna in modern day that represents,

walking on the streets with ingenuous people who are trampling only the fallen leaves ;

and not the people of other color,religion,caste and creed,

the place where the strong become the roots for those stems and branches of the society that don't possess equivalent resources;

but then,I woke up into the reality to see,

bursting of my imaginative bubbles in this retrograde society....