At the northern slope of Arunachala

It is sunday morning and I am at the tri-junction on girivalam path at northern slope of Arunachala. There are some clouds in the sky but it is sunny overall and I am sitting near the locked pilgrim rest house with large area paved with cement tiles of gray and pastel red color. There are a lot of empty benches around and I am sitting on one of it. I am watching people go by on the roads that are not very many in the morning. I have already finished halfway around Arunachala which lies to my right. Rainy season here is just over and I am looking to my right towards the base of Arunachala which I think is a mile away from me; there is a lush green rice field with filled water that is shining in the sunlight in run-up to the hill. There is a narrow dirt path next to it going all the way towards the base. This sight is creating a moment of stillness and peace in me. I feel grateful that such a place exists and I am here and now without any care of the world and I am getting to experience this. For me the world is unreal and it doesn't exist except this morning and this clear, neat, and perfect sight of Arunachala.