A wonderful walk in my city this afternoon.

The afternoon light was a little different today. Even though the sky was cloudy, the sun was shining and the clouds were playing hide and seek. My mind suddenly felt very restless. I went out without sitting at home. An aimless walk. There is very little joy like exploring the nooks and crannies of the city in the sweet afternoon breeze and soft sun.

As soon as I came out, I saw this familiar road. The road seemed to be telling its own story. On one side were rows of small shops and on the other side were newly built tin shed fences. Occasionally, the tangle of hanging electric wires symbolized the busyness of the city. Someone was sitting on a bicycle in front of the shop. People were seen moving in the distance. This appearance of the city at this time of the afternoon feels very familiar.

While walking, I witnessed a strange and beautiful scene on the bend of the road. A beautifully decorated rickshaw, the symbol of our tradition, was coming from a distance. A blue awning was placed on the rickshaw. The driver's face also had a bright smile. On such a quiet afternoon, the sound of the rickshaw brings back a nostalgic tone. The back of the rickshaw is decorated with colorful flowers and vines. It is fascinating to see. This rickshaw is an integral part of village or sub-district life. And this is how my city survives in the greenery with some brickwork.

A lot of time passed like this. Nature also seemed to be arranging its beauty. In the late afternoon light, this familiar environment of the city seemed even more charming. My walk amidst the surrounding greenery seemed to find another meaning in life. Suddenly, it seemed that the small joys in life are real. Today's beautiful afternoon and the familiar scenery of the city have left a deep impression on my mind. After a long time, after spending such a wonderful time in my own city, my mind is filled with a strange peace. Maybe very soon I will go out in search of such an afternoon again.