It was a sunny day. She could hear imperceptibly the far off muted sounds of some dog's barking and if she silenced her buzzing brain she could hear the suffused sounds of birds chirping in the huge trees growing outside her house. The trees had quite aged, it seemed as if they had served their purpose and were waiting for their final call like her old mother who was approaching the century yet was still far away from the final resolution. She would harp the same tune everyday "where have the years gone, one day I opened my eyes and only after some winks and yawns I have reached this far, when have I lived where have I ripened and rejoiced and lingered in the abundance of expansive ecstasy ? She would listen to her moans and grumbles without any response but pass a subdued smile. She got up silently somewhat deep in thought, opened the window of her room. The huge trees were standing there. They usually bore fragrance la...