Dont just be a nature lover


You will meet a million people who will tell you they are nature lovers, they enjoy being surrounded by nature. But what they really say is I enjoy sitting in veranda of a cemented house full of conveniences and a butler who brings me my tea and be surrounded by lawn, a few plants that i can't name, a mountain in far off view and just the right amount of rain falling through the sunlit skies. 

Very few love it like a mad lover dying to fall into its deep muddy pits, trace its gaigantic curves and fall into its darkest valleys, be swept of their feet by the angry rivers, brush their fingers through its thorny bushes and touch their lips over its bitter most fruits. And these will never tell you they are nature lovers. The mere mention of it make their eyes twinkle with tears that only separated lovers cry. 

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