Meandering — Hive

Hello, Writing Warriors

You know i was searching for words for leisure walking/aimless walking and i ended up finding Meandering.
It's walk from sunday. On Sunday, i got up late as i do on every Sunday. I missed breakfast because sun was calling so loudly that i have to go for lunch. Abid invited me to go with him for lunch. After having Brunch, we decided to make our way to Margalla hills.

I wanted to capture moments of my walk towards hills but memory of mobile was on low blood pressure. That's why i didn't took captures of way towards hills.
Sun was still looking young because it was not giving orange dull look of the evening sun.

The serene setting of lush green hills, sun, dull grey rocks were looking like painting of majestic Artist. Light blue color of sky, green color of trees, brown color of bushes and rocks are aesthetic colors of nature.
I was standing tall in these tall and high hills.

This place is best for meditation where everyside you will see nature and just nature. Human is part of nature but with technology and other advancement, human became man now and it has converted to artificial or superficial nature.
I was finding solace at this beautiful place. My eyes were constantly darting from here to there and i was feeling peace in it.

It's indeed best place for escape. You know why i have used this particular word escape? Because in this time of worries to whom experts call Age of polycrisis, every human being wants to go and wants to find an escaping place where he can feel himself.

Humans are consumed with their own thoughts. I was talking to my friend and she was saying the same thing that she is feeling that something is changing her attitude and behavior. I asked her to please determine something. So, i always suggest to change this abstract concept of something to a concrete concept.

Abid was capturing my pictures. I am liking these purplish blue clouds on my T-shirt. It's looking like my T-shirt was already giving me sign to find the place where i can find free roaming clouds. Here, my mind is clicking back to Poem of William Wordsworth Daffodils which is about nature and my mind is clicking to a line like "i was wandering like clouds". I can be wrong because i have not checked this on google.

Abid and i took a glassy selfie which was showing my foggy glasses and sun was distracting attention of my eyes.

To take a clear picture, i took off my glasses and captured photo.

The road was in the middle of hills was the way linking humans with these beautiful hills. There were houses built on the hills and those houses were looking like invasion in the green ground.