My Escape to the Mountains
I came here to see the beauty of the city. The city looks beautiful from afar. If you get closer to it, it is all black and white. The breeze of the mountain makes me feel refreshed. The distant calls of the mountain goats echoed through the peaks, and the gentle rustling of leaves above hinted at the presence of the nesting bird. A bird has nestled and laid eggs in its cozy abode. Mountain goats are roaming around. I want to be friends with them but I couldn't. When I go there I forget about myself. I forget about my problems, my worries. People change, things change, life changes but mountain remain the same. Despite its form, people continue to visit the mountains, drawn by the beauty both from afar and the enchanting vistas at altitude. Mountain has a captive beauty that attracts me like a magnet. The beauty of the mountain calls me to come back again and again. Nothing can be compared with the captive beauty mountain has. If you go in the morning you can hear birds chirping. There are people who go there to draw. People sit on the bench and move their pencil swiftly and quickly. One or two times I have seen photographers come here and take pictures. I see people holding hands and walking. I think happiness is really there. When I get tired of chasing happiness, I go there. Then I go back to my daily life. You should visit here. Perfect place to take a break from your busy life. No one goes that much up. Only I go this high. For some people mountain is a hang out or relaxing place. For me the mountain is my comfort place.
