Village beauty - Ahangama

 

I'm sitting on a rocky bench under a big beach tree with a little breeze. We humans, both in our chests and in our heads, need to feel that the hectic pace of life that comes from that exhausting feeling is healing wonderfully. It's not just a feeling, it's a reality that can be seen with the naked eye, both in the chest and in the head. Unlike in the city, there are no big houses next to each other, wall to wall. About half an acre in the middle of the land is a very nice little house, a clay kitchen and a wood stove behind the house. Kehel trees, two or three coconut trees, an orange coconut tree, a beach tree, a jackfruit tree full of saplings, and the land full of Attonia trees. Those people had a simple life separated from the border road by the canal and their chests were quite healthy. What's more, the food made by those people is amazing. Manioc Coconut Sambol Dried I thought it was a life meal with cashews .Today I saw the roasting of cashews with my own eyes. Um, that smell .... for months ..... waves that don't even catch signals in some places. However, the wind that blows the coconut branches not only exhausts the body but also fills the whole chest with waves of health. I saw this rurality, the simplicity without the false glamor, as a characteristic of those people. So, I remember the end of a beautiful experience that fills my mind even when I remember it a thousand times