The Street Life

Into The Streets

Since my articles are always philosophical, this time I'll try and move away and go towards a new subject. You will get a break from all the advices and suggestions 😉. So stay with me 😊.

All the countries boast about their cultures, monuments and people. India boasts about Taj Mahal, US boasts about Statue of Liberty, China boasts about The Great Wall which is completely fine. Yes we need to be proud of our cultures and heritage. But we are forgetting something.

THE STREETS.

The place where each and every person grows, where every person spends his childhood. Everytime a cork getting stuck up the tree while playing badminton. All the ice cream we eat when a small hand cart filled with ice cream passes by, the snacks we have during the rainy season enjoying the rain,the jumps from one roof top to another. Everything is from the streets 😍😍.

Not only our memories but even our work roots are from the streets.

The artisans, the craftsmen, the black smith, each and every art is from the streets. Their roots are from the streets.

Now, in this fast pacing life,we only use these streets to drive our cars and bikes, occasionally for a morning walk. Streets have lost their value. Their value of bringing the joy from our souls, their value of brining out togetherness amongst people, their value of spreading happiness.

Maybe we all are a part of this lost value, this sunken treasure of memories and joy.

Its time that we go back to our roots and dig out this treasure and keep it with us for our entire lives.

After all, a person should never forget their roots. How far they go, how high they grow.

Everyone has a memory attached to the streets. Let us cherish those 🤗.

Enjoy and Hope I have made you go down your memory lane to childhood 😊!!