Hover

An early morning ride rose with a beautiful looking sun, a ball of blazing crimson, much bigger than I had seen before.
In no longer time, we reached the main Highway that opened its way to greenery on either sides. Large fields of agriculture lead us through some pleasant scenes of villages. Most of the sceneries went by our way, but there were points where we pulled down, and stayed back to breathe in the atmosphere of nature and its people.
From stepping into the fields of sunflower to running down the farms among the fluttering butterflies and being a part of their activities was like experiencing the joy of country side - the grazing of cattle, the moving of carts & ploughing of fields, from the churning of wheat on one end to washing on the other side of a lake..

This was not all, there was even a lot more to witness when the evening was about to be drawn on one of the villages, which was on our way to actual destination (and that was something). Destination, by then had become a mere place to reach that would justify our long drive of over 300 km.
The journey perhaps had a much stronger influence on us, that on our way back through the village, when the evening had almost set in and the sun had left its final strokes in the sky, we were impelled to linger around and consume in the vastness of space until the last ray.