Red skies at the end of the road wasn't something I was hoping to see but witnessing this beauty I couldn't help my self from taking some pictures.
This picture is something I tried that express my thought of growing up hearing about the stories of village and how its beauty lies in the earthen roads and ride fields on the sides of it and few post standing alone in the dying sunlight that some time reflects one standing upto the coming darkness.
beautiful
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