People usually go for a morning walk in parks or streets in the cities. But have you ever thought of doing it in a hill station or on the top of a hill? If you have, then it is something interesting and a good choice. I live in a hill station and people living here used to go for morning walks on top or may be on the foot of the hill. And the best time of course in winter.
Amidst the white foggy road, when we walk, it seems like we are on the way to not necessarily heaven but something sort of like that, quiet and mysterious into the unseen road. Grassy and sloppy roads covered with morning dew force us to have a bit of a difficult walk on the way to the top. Tall grasses and branches, with dew on them, brush against our legs that leave us a little wet and damp. And we can feel the chillness everywhere starting from face to our legs and hands.
The cold dew laden breeze blowing across from between the pine trees (for sure we can find other varieties of trees too) makes our fingers and cheeks puffy and red. It helps us to feel the real fragrances of early morning, which is quite hard to feel in our home and inside our room. So what I feel to suggest here is we can take out time to go for a morning walk.
Finally after reaching the top, we can see the sunlight coming through the thick foggy cloud, like the rays of enlightenment from God himself. The touch of it on our body gives us a chance to rejoice and come out from the real hell of coldness. So getting a good morning walk sometimes depends on our surroundings and the place where we do it. If we can find a place so fit and suitable, we cannot imagine how much joy and delight we can feel and get from a short morning walk.
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