Traces of Life on a Quiet Village Road

This morning, I walked along a still-quiet village street, the fresh air gently greeting me. The sun had begun to rise from the east, its light filtering through the tree leaves and reflecting off the still-damp asphalt. On either side of the road, green trees and ornamental plants in residents' yards added to the natural and calming feel. Occasionally, I saw motorcycles passing by, carrying people on their way to their morning activities, whether to the market, their gardens, or simply visiting neighbors.

I paused for a moment to observe my surroundings. A small roadside stall with a simple roof and neatly arranged wooden chairs seemed ready to welcome customers who wanted to stop for a coffee. Not far away, a sign indicated the activities of a local business, adding to the vibrancy of village life. Birdsong echoed from the trees, combined with the gentle breeze that swayed the coconut leaves.

Life on this street was so peaceful, a contrast to the bustle of the city. It felt like every corner held a simple story of everyday life: a woman commuting on her motorcycle, perhaps heading to the market to buy household necessities; A few small children occasionally running in front of the house; and the activity of building or renovating a house visible from the piles of sand on the side of the road.

Seeing all this made me reflect that happiness doesn't always come from big things. Sometimes, it arises from the simple things we often overlook: the warm morning sun, the fresh countryside air, the small paths that connect one home to another, and the smiles of the people we meet.

This path may seem ordinary, but to me, it represents a meaningful slice of life. This is where time passes slowly, giving us space to truly savor every moment, without rushing.

Note: I am writing in Indonesian and using the help of Google translate to translate into English.

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