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IT WAS A SUNNY DAY

 

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 laden flower bunches every other year. The tree was called 'sat patti  tree ' as the number of leaves in each bunch counted seven. Each part of the tree showed its wear and tear and the ravages caused  by the human activities, which was pathetic.The leaves were dust laden and had lost the sheen.. She went to the kitchen took a soft cloth to wipe the leaves  which were accessible to her, while doing so she was filled with a surge of compassion  and love. The leaves swayed and yielded to her touch, they sparked in their greenness.

A lingering desire made her touch the leaves once again . She plucked one to keep it closer to her. But to preserve it  longer,  she found  one of her thickest books to put it in  to make it last there for Ever and Ever.

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