While relishing the beauty of Perth, Western Australia, I often remember about my home far across the seas. It has been exactly two years since I left my home and arrived here in Australia for my further studies. I often miss my home and most importantly my families, relatives living over there. I often get too attached with them sometimes. I was grown in Kathmandu city. And the way you are brought in the city is completely different than the village here in our country. Every time I would go to my dad's birthplace, I often feel so connected to this place. I get amazed by people's simpler lifestyles. They grow healthy and organic food that they grow in their own land with no chemicals. There's no pollution of any kind and the atmosphere was so serene than the urban cities. And most importantly you get a sense of freedom and relaxation.
These photos were captures 27 months before and that was the last time I had visited my village. You can imagine the rustic lifestyle of the people looking at the photo - no vehicles, no tall buildings and skyscrapers, no pitched road, and less crowded. Everyone's occupation is farming and domesticating animals. Everyday you will wake up and be blessed by this serene beauty. The houses are also made of mud and clay with tin at the top. There is greenery everywhere in the four directions. This is also one of the reasons why everyone love hiking and trekking in Nepal.