It was a quiet holiday morning in a small town surrounded by lush green mountains on one side and a beautiful lake on the other.

I was taking a stroll through the bending roads. The calmness of the road was occasionally broken by the sound of chirping birds.

It was not chilling cold, but I had to put on a light jacket. The cloud covered sky was waiting for the raindrops.

The brightly colored triangular shaped houses were enhancing the charm.

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