#Innocentmemories

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Innocent MemoirsManisha Bhatia · 1 min read · 6.9K readsIndia is a bizarre country. All the four regions, East, West, North, and South, are completely different and unique with regard to culture, customs, beliefs, etc. But if you take a close look, you will find there is an innate similarity in this distinctiveness. Rural towns are the heart of India. If you want to see the real beauty of India, you just need to visit the rural towns. Being born and brought up in a beautiful small town, the beauty I adored, and ethics I learnt are now blended with my essence forever. It has now been years since I left my town and now, though an intrinsic part of the biggest metro city and culture, I miss every bit of my small town which used to make me feel like a real Indian. Whenever my heart and soul gets drained out by the fake glitterati of the metro city, the glorious memories of my childhood days pull me back in the days of innocence. At times, I pine to leave everything and return to the glorious days of innocence in my rural town once again. I have briefly tried to describe the beauty of real India, which I really adore, nurture within me, and needless to mention I definitely miss a lot. Others