There are many things in our everyday lives that I take for granted, or I just don't bother to give much thoughts to it. And rice was one of them - until I visited the paddy fields at Ubud for the first time in my life. I love my rice, but because I am conscious about getting fat, I tend to leave some on my plate so as to console myself about not eating too much. It is so bad, so so bad. And for as much as I can remember to remind myself, I don't want to do it again.

The sight of the paddy fields that spans across acre after acre is too stunning. Too stunning to behold. The sheer scale, the endless terraces, the mother hens leading a line of cute little chicks and dogs chasing after one another, farmers in tattered clothes and big straw hats slowly walking around the fields to harvest, and a big love for life that can only be felt with the heart - a love for life so strong and determined that it transcends all laborious work and hardships, a love for life so simple and self-contented that every smile that greeted me along the way warmed my heart so and made me realize how I pale in comparison to them.

Here I am - a typical city girl standing in the middle of humble paddy fields that the villagers call their lifeline... I can't quite put a finger to it, but it is the sort of realization that leaves you feeling small and lousy.

I guess it is why they say the lesser you have, the richer you are.


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