Man’s bond with nature is unbreakable. For me, nature is my mother and my best friend. When I was a kid, naughtily wandering around, without having my food, nature showed me wondrous, vibrant melodies of life. She transformed herself in to a leaf, a flower, a butterfly and even a moon! Thus knowingly or unknowingly my food reached my stomach.
When I reached my middle-school age, nature was something which evoked curiosity in me. Like a comrade, she played pranks on me. She told me various stories through the slight humming breeze and shapes formed in her cotton-wool textured hairlocks. She was infact a laboratory of my experiments with my life.
Now, she is my alter-ego. She changes according to my mood. In my lonely special-class day mornings, she gives me company in the form of sweet birds chirping on the trees of our school garden. She makes herself crisp and pleasant in the tiring drill classes. Whenever I am sad, she touches me with her moist hands of sunlight or breeze or a caterpillar which makes me forget everything. I SWEAR! The most happiest moments of my life was my sweet moments with nature. She wakes up my spirit in her fierce form; i.e RAIN! No Beethoven can beat her melody when she opens out her feelings for me in the form of rain. Her wildness is the most admirable trait in her. My one and only desire in life is to sleep once in the lap of nature, by understanding her in the same way in which she understands me…………With all my sense and fierceness of my spirit, I would lie in her lap; Calm as a baby but enlightened as a Prophet; sleep and have sweet dreams about me and her uniting forever.
My Heart beats every moment to ensure that my dream come true. I HATE MY EYELIDS, for iam afraid that I would loose my dream opportunity while blinking my eyes…………………