The hectic life of man does not allow him to have a walk. He is so busy and has so many assignments that his life is almost mechanized. His dependence on automobiles has made him not only the slave, but has also showered not beneficence but curses. Walking in the morning hours fill the lungs with extra Oxygen. The breeze is cool, the plants awake, the birds chirp. There is freshness all around. One who goes for a walk in the morning hour en joys all these boons of nature. He derives pleasure from the songs of birds and the beauty of lotus that opens its petals as the days dawns. Walking on the sea shore has its own enchantment. The waves call man and wash off all the disgust and frustration. They leap up and the heart of the man walking by their side also leaps up. Walking in the hills by the side of a brook flowing through bushes and Pebbles, man’s heart ripples with the rippling of the brook. With it man moves under the shade of Chinar trees in the breeze. Nature brings heaven on earth when he walks on the winding paths in mountain valleys.