As Bhola and his parents enter Bead Land.
Bhola's parent is surprised by the success of fully entering Bead Land.
As Bhola's parents stepped into the BEAD LAND, a sense of wonder washed over them like a gentle breeze. They marveled at the lush greenery that stretched out before them, the vibrant colors of the flowers, and other crops dancing in the sunlight. The air was alive with the sound of dancing flowers and the gentle rustle of leaves, creating a symphony of natural beauty that filled their hearts with joy.
They take a long breath and with each breath, they can feel the energy running in their body, the quality of the air they are taking, and the liveliness of their body, they feel energetic just by inhaling such pure magical air.
Bhola's father spreads his arm in a T shape and closes his eyes and feels air passing from him, not just by inhaling but also when air continues to touch their body they feel refreshed.
After a few minutes of feeling such pure air, Bhola's parents move their eyes.
Everywhere they looked, they saw evidence of Bhola's hard work and dedication – from the neatly tended rows of crops to the meticulously maintained pathways that wound their way through the farm
They passed the crop of vegetables, and fruits and reached near the 8 newly formed farms.
Before Bhola's parents, there lay a farm so carefully tended and skillfully crafted, a sight not easily replicated even with today's modern tools. As they looked around, they spotted a peaceful pond nestled within the scenery, its calm waters mirroring the beauty of the lush greenery.
As Bhola's parents cast their eyes upon the ponds, a sense of wonder fills their hearts.
The sight before them is unlike anything they've seen—a meticulously crafted landscape, where the ponds gleam under the sunlight, their surfaces adorned with gentle ripples.
(Note:- I already mentioned in the back many times still for those who forget, remember even though the sun is not visible at present in Bead land but sunlight is viable there 24/7 )
Bhola's mother, her eyes reflecting both curiosity and a hint of apprehension, voices her concern about the size of the ponds.
" Bhola which should use water in limited quantity see the size of the pond is not too big if we use water for irrigation on daily base maybe in future there maybe no water remains"
She worries aloud that the water within might not suffice for their needs, given its seemingly limited expanse.
Bhola, ever the attentive son, senses his parents' unease. With a reassuring smile, he steps forward to address their questions.
"The size of the pond may seem small, but rest assured, the water here is more abundant than meets the eye," he explains, his tone calm and assuring. "Despite drawing water from it for our daily use, the level of the pond has remained remarkably consistent," he adds, hoping to allay their concerns.
His parents nod in understanding, their faces reflecting a blend of relief and admiration for Bhola's stewardship of the land.
They take a moment to absorb the tranquility of the scene—the gentle rustle of leaves, the faint chirping of birds, and the soothing presence of the ponds.
In that moment, amidst the serenity of the BEAD LAND, they find themselves reassured, knowing that their son has nurtured this land with care and wisdom and also gives his full attention seeing land size they know that Bhola does lots of alone.
Bhola's dad suddenly spots something strange in the middle of the pond - a shimmering, pearl-like shape gently lying down on the surface. The water is so clear that the distinct form stands out against the pristine surroundings. "Bhola, come over here fast! Check that out, what do you reckon it is?" he shouts, his voice filled with curiosity and excitement. Intrigued by his dad's call, Bhola heads towards the pond to explore more.
Bhola gazes into the water and notices the mysterious object - a big, round mass with a shimmering color, floating in the depth of the pond's water. "It seems like a valuable treasure," Bhola comments, his eyes filled with amazement. He knows the potential danger of polluting the pond if he goes in.
Even when he takes water out he doesn't directly take it from ponds, he makes a small pit near the pond there which connects the ponds by a small pipe line from that pit he pumps water for irrigation. ONLY WHEN WATER FOR DRINK HE WANTS, he takes it directly by using a thoroughly clean vessel.
Lost in thought, Bhola notices a subtle movement in the water, as if the object is shifting its position. Intrigued by the phenomenon, Bhola focuses his attention intently.
Try to make movements again after a few tries he succeeds in altering the position of that pearl-like object.
With each passing instant, the item appears to get closer to him, practically inviting him to reach out and touch it. "It's like it's calling out to me," Bhola says, his voice tinted with both excitement and apprehension.
Bhola's curiosity pushes him to reach out and touch the object, hoping to hold it tightly. But when his fingers touch the water's surface, he discovers that it's not solid at all - it's liquid, just extremely dense. "It's not solid! It's like... super thick water," Bhola exclaims, his voice reflecting his astonishment. It suddenly hits him that the seemingly solid mass is actually a captivatingly dense water formation.
Bhola tried to take his hand back but found that the water's solid form struck his plam and slowly it absorbed inside his body and fatigue and pain which still resided in his body because of exercise now gone completely.
He looks into the depths of the ponds and sees that pearls* still exist. He decides to take them out and starts to concentrate on them slowly. They also come towards him and, at last, start to float in front of him. This time, Bhola decides to tell his parents to get in touch.
(* I decided to call it Pearl. that sphere-like water with a high concentration of pure water.)
Bhola, without seeing toward his parents, kept full concentration on the pearl-like object: "Father, Mother, this time try to catch them by yourself. If they also get absorbed by you, then go take their small bottle lying down and take it here.
As an instruction, his parents move their hand towards the pearl-like object, like in previous years, when it struck their plum and was slowly absorbed by them, but Bhola clearly sees the difference this time.
He saw that the wrinkles on his parents' faces were slowly and slowly fading away. Even after practicing 12 suryanasmkar poses and daily consumption of bead land's pond's water, their wrinkles never go away, but now, just after absorbing such pearls, their wrinkles are fading.
Bhola, with happiness and excitement, told their parents to go for a second, and this time all the wrinkles on their faces were gone.
If anyone saw before absorbing pearl-like objects, they assumed their age was 50+ easily, but now they look like a mid-20s couple.