Saturday, April 23, 2011

Spring Morning @ home

Spring sun yet to raise, there is enough indication of surety displayed by nature by cocks cackling. The dawn usher kissing grass, leaves with dim reflection. Nightingale sings, Bulbul calls her mate,  Maina chirps, toads croak, and  wagtails, tailor birds, sparrows, cormorants, egrets, tuvves, the other innumerable roosters and resters   call other to come, to go, to be with their side, to mate infusing the listeners a joyous blood to confiscate. The train arrives, stops beside only to start in a few minutes to announce that it’s time to wake, listen around and smell the first light.
These spring mornings bring lush of life thickening the bond with soil. Bring notes of tunes, serene moods, happiness within and taste of tastiest all for free at our door steps. This be falls at every ones feet to immerse as much only to give away wrapped with joy as the nature gives.

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