Humans are the priests of beauty. Man's attraction to beautiful things is lifelong. People have traveled from the top of the Himalayas to the bottom of the ocean in the attraction of beautiful things. Now I am also human. I am no exception. I too have a distinct attraction to beautiful things. But I can't afford to go to the top of the Himalayas or to the bottom of the ocean. So I find beauty in the seemingly insignificant things around me. Let me share some photographs with you.

First photograph

These flowers are called Bhat flowers in our area. This flower plant grows carelessly on the side of the road. The flower grows and dies unnoticed by everyone. Maybe some unfortunate passerby like me sometimes stops and looks at the beauty of this flower grown in neglect.

Second photograph

These flowers are completely unknown to me. So small that the camera was struggling to focus. Ina had to admit a lot of hard work and suffering to be captured on camera. Although she is small, her beauty is not less. I am fascinated by her beauty. How do you like it?

Third photograph

It is a flower of a very familiar tree. This flower grows into a fruit like a whirligig. We used to compete with this fruit when we were younger. You have a question, which tree is this flower?

Fourth photograph

These are very familiar flowers to all of us. Yes, you are right, these are Rangan flowers. However, these flowers are quite small compared to the Rangan flowers I have seen before.

Fifth photograph

This flower is known as Kalavati in my area. As a child I thought this flower looks like a banana. Don't laugh. Everyone's thoughts are so strange when they are young.

Sixth photograph

This tree is known to everyone. But the strange thing is that I still don't know the name of the tree. However, we all tried to eat honey from this flower when we were young. When you see this tree, childhood floats in front of your eyes.

Seventh photograph

After a long break I started morning walk again. I couldn't resist the urge to take a picture of Surya Mama who was heralding the new day while walking. The shape of the sunrise on such a deserted road is different.