While walking through the green fields of the village, I caught a glimpse of beauty — the Dheras tree holding both flowers and fruits at the same time.
In one photo, the young green Dheras hangs next to the yellow Dheras flower. In another, only the flower — soft, open, as if telling the story of the beginning of life.
This flower does not last very long, but its presence speaks of a mature beginning.
Beauty and usefulness go hand in hand, we just need to have the mind to see it.
A silent grass sways in the wind in the field — no flowers, no crops, yet a priceless part of the natural beauty of the village.
This grass is barnyard grass, often called a weed, but in the eyes of nature it is right in its place.
The small flowers clustered together, the pointed shape — like a perfect line drawn by the hand of nature.
This grass says — not all beauty is planted by man, some beauty grows silently.
At first glance, it may seem like just a blade of grass.
But if you pay a little attention, you will notice a small pink wild flower, blooming completely silently.
There is no stage,
No lights,
No applause.
Yet it blooms — because that is its nature.
This small flower, which is very close to the ground, reminds us —
Not all beauty stands tall, some beauty bows down and finds a place in the heart.
They are silent — but once you see them, they become ingrained in your mind.
