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Moo Moo! The intense sound from outside woke me up. A herd of cows was blocking the bus. One by one, the cows were crossing the road, and the shepherd was guiding them. After a minute, the narrow path was clear, and the bus continued on its way to the village. I was gazing out of the window, watching the sunset. The orange hue was falling upon my face as I saw my reflection in the glass of the window. I was wondering if I did the right thing to come to this camp. Thoughts like how will I sleep and where will I stay took over my mind. It was dusk when I reached the village with my classmates. As soon as I got down the bus, the vibe of the place mesmerized me. It was a small, clean, and beautiful village. People gathered around to welcome us. There were huts made of straw and decorated with earthen lamps. As a part of this project, students had to stay in an Indian village for two days. We were supposed to live with families there and experience how they live. I was very excited as I would have always wanted to stay away from my parents for some time. The student visitors acquainted themselves with the families there were hosting us. I found out that I would be living in a home, which was a small hut beside the lake. I came to know that I would be staying with Rani's family. It had Rani, her husband Raju, their little son Balu who was very naughty and excited to have me at his home. They welcomed me to their small hut and served dinner, made on a gas fire. It was a tiring day for me, so I dozed off in the small comfy bed near the fireplace. Balu woke me up the next morning. Little Balu had made tea for me. I was astonished as to how could a little boy make tea, that too on a gas fire. Balu's mother told me that Balu makes tea, and brings water from the lake so that he could become self-dependent and help the family. I was surprised as my mother always provided me with everything that I have ever wanted. After finishing my tea, I went to explore the village. The beautiful morning, the green lush fields, peacocks dancing was something that I had never seen in life. I was impressed by what people did to make a living. I learned how the villagers collected honey, how they harvested flowers and sent them to the city. I saw how they produced cotton, which would make cozy quilts and pillows. For the first time in my life, I ate on a banana leaf, and the food tasted like heaven. I didn't even realize how quickly the two days passed. It was time for me to leave. I wanted to stay more and have fun with Balu. I fell in love with minimal living, as it made me realize the value of what I had. I boarded the bus in tears after hugging Balu, who was crying. It felt like I had found a younger brother for myself. I promised him to write letters as Balu's father didn't have a mobile phone yet. This trip made me appreciate what I had. Thinking about all the great memories and the incredible experiences, I slept.