The grass was green and moist, providing free acupressure through the soft pinch of it. Under the sky full of clouds ready to take any shape you imagine them to and a few stars scattered here and there , we lay flat in the dark tranquil park. After glaring at the clouds for some time, I could see a bunny with his ears dropping over in the sky and then a furry white doggy with his forearms bend over so as trying to lap and just then my friend points at the huge mass of cloud taking a shape resembling superman ( damn funny one ). We could also spot a T-shirt up there.
The clouds were playing the same childhood games it used to , around 20 years back. Taking us down the faded memory lane to the childhood days when we used to sleep on the terrace at my grandma's place to escape the heat of summer nights with no electricity. Up on the terrace, its very pleasant and temperature moderate, with soft breeze blowing occasionally causing a few leaves to change there sleeping postures followed by melancholy hissing .
The huge tree with a hole in its trunk visible from the terrace with moon right beside it, gloomy enough to scare my younger sister and she will cuddle near me asking for a confirmation that its nothing scary but just a tree and no bhoot will come out of that hole. I obviously love scaring her ( i actually love the fact that she comes over to me whenever she is scared ), so instead i would ask her to not even look towards it else the old witch who lives in there and seeks for small children who get scared easily will come over and take you, even i believed this ( point to be noted : i was also a kid then). And that is why i asked her to never get scared or she will take us.
To this, her reply would be "everyone is around here only and so the witch can't take me. I can shout loud and then papa would wake up aur dande se bhagaa denge" But then doubts will cross her mind , what if she takes me when i'm deep asleep. So she would ask me to please hold her hands firmly while sleeping also, just in case the witch comes over while she is asleep and unaware. At this point Ma will call out asking us to sleep quitely. And we would decide not to look at the tree at any cost and not to get scared otherwise the budhi witch would take us. But one fine morning something did come out of the hole, it was a woodpecker living in there, after that day we could sleep even facing towards the tree or away from it, as was the comfort. Thanks to the woodpecker for enlightening and relieving us from the curse of sleeping, facing just one side of the world .

tree plantation

We had a small scale tree plantation activity in the company premises, actually they were small show plants but still, something is definitely better than nothing...I planted three cute plants. Its stupid how it feels so great after planting something, i guess i should have been in a profession closer to nature than the tech world. I should have pursued a career in farming. As my freinds very well know (since i have discussed it with them so many times) i have always longed for a quite life in some jungle in a small tree house, sitting on an aaram chair, reading a novel, a jungle which has tall green trees and a river flowing nearby. But seeing to the practical side of it, we need food...and i might miss my family and friends there, and a constant supply of novels might be difficult so i decided i should rather satisfy myself with some wildlife sanctuary or some national park (the heights of practicality - constraining myself even while dreaming). Someday i'll go work in a wildlife sanctuary, i hope they take me as a volunteer rather than an endangered species. This i'm pretty sure, my friends would say as "rather than an animal"

Is it difficult to bear failure? does it shatters u? or , does it drives u crazy? or, do u start questioning the almighty on why its happening to u ? do u??? wait a sec n reconsider ur agony... hv u ever thot wht hurts more? ur failure or seeing some1 u love n u really care for fail at somthin really important to them.
When you say its gonna be all right , r u sure its really gonna be or do u hv second thoughts abt it? is it not harder to realize u can't do a thing abt it n whether u accept or not, u r helpless!! does it not strikes hard the ego u live wid, the attitude u carry which says 'kismat khud likhi jaati hai'.. Now, how do u write ur loved one's kismat...can u fight their battles ? can u bear pain on their behalf? can u shield them? NO, u can't always n this pain is much more than being a loser urself !!