Creative Scribbles

Saved by Lily One fine morning, I was sitting in Peanut Park. The elm trees were waving their hands, the white patches were beautifully sprinkled on the grass and nature’s perfume was scattered in every direction. There were lots of people around. I watched kids playing hide-and-seek, people buying ice-creams, birds swimming in the sky and all the other wonderful things. A blanket of blissfulness clouded the park, but, for some reason, nothing made me happy. A dark cloud was hovering above me. My hair was in a dismal state, the tie hung like a corpse and the shirt bathed in sweat. My boss fired me that day because I dashed out of the company without his consent. I told him that the doctor had called me immediately as my mother’s condition was deteriorating, but he didn’t listen. I lost the only job I had. So I thought of visiting Peanut Park to refresh my mood, and not to think of the loss. In the evening, I returned home. I got a call an hour la...

Walk the Forest Walking in the dense forest of elephantic trees, I sensed a feeling of belongingness. The belongingness, that had been since my birth, which, I just discovered. I feel connected to it; connected to every living thing around. The lushness swims in my eyes. The green trees are home to several living beings. The cool blanket of air has surrounded me. It makes me elated. My soul is shouting with joy. The smile on my face is so natural! As I walk on the soil, I feel the softness of earth. The soil seems a part of me. The more I walk, the more homely I feel. As I touch the leaves, fresh droplets fall from it upon my dry skin. As I run my fingers over the barks, they (fingers) get cold and sweet. All this enhances my spirit. The air is filled with the fragrance of leaves, flowers and love. No perfume can compete with this fragrance. This place seems so welcoming, for, this is my home. When I open my mouth, the mintiness in the air fills my tongue. I feel...