Hello, how are you all? I hope everyone is well. I had been thinking for a long time to visit my village. The time for crop harvesting is nearing. This time we have cultivated wheat and chickpeas on our land. The harvesting is about 3 to 4 days away. Seeing the lush greenery everywhere brought a sense of peace.
This visit to the village was very emotional for me this time because this crop was sown by my father, who is no longer with us. He worked hard on this. He was associated with the agriculture sector for about 25 years. The house built on our land and everything inside it was arranged exactly as they had set it up. I left with my cousins from Chachu's(Uncle) house after sehri in the morning.
There was a lot of rain the night before, which made the atmosphere very cold. We arrived at our land by passing through the sand in the car at night. After arriving here, the whole crop was assessed. The chickpea crop was ready and it was being picked up. This time the wheat crop was not very good because there was a lot of rain and hail this time. Five years ago, I planted orange trees here, which have grown quite big. And flowers have bloomed on them, hoping that this year they will bear fruit.
I walked around for a long time in this green and peaceful environment and was lost in the memories of my father and myself. They often stayed here for several days. This is the same place where I developed an interest in cooking after seeing them. The sun rose from the ground in the afternoon and it was quite hot. In the evening, we had our iftar at Chachu's house. That's why we had to leave here quickly.
On the way, there was a strawberry crop and there were red strawberries on it. We bought some fresh strawberries from here.
We reached Chachu's house before iftar. They were waiting for us outside. The evening view of the village was very beautiful. My uncle still lives in a mud house, but we like to stay with him. Their house has a very large courtyard and many animals are kept in it. The time for iftar had come. We met all the cousins after iftar and we had to return home late at night. So I reserved the seat on my way back.
This day was emotional for me but today I was happy to see my land and house from where I spent my childhood. I hope you liked all the pictures. See you again in the next blog, take care until then.
Read my previous blogs:
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@jahanzaibanjum/pakistan-resolution-day
