Colours of Dawn...

Lush green leaves laden with dew, held a canopy and hid the rising sun. Yes, it’s the hour of dawn and here I am, ready for a pleasant morning walk.

As soon as I whispered into the ears of the wind, it blew right across showering on me the cool droplets of dew collected on the trees. As the icy dew droplets touched my body, I felt as if someone’s wet palm is caressing my back.

As I walked, dried yellow leaves got crushed under my shoes producing crisp sounds. It’s such a pleasurable experience when the gentle rays of the morning sun touches my cheeks.

I walked and walked until I finally crossed the concrete jungle. One can find my footprints almost everywhere; on wide city roads, narrow side streets, alleys and on highways. I have crossed them all because I wanted to reach the nature’s lap of wide green fields, cool river banks and stretch of dense forests.

Water lilies at the lake were still smiling; oh it’s such a long and pleasant dawn. The Sun is still rising in the sky as rafts of clouds sail by and spider webs are decorated with pearls of dew.

I walked along, keeping my scene-drinking thirsty eyes wide open to enjoy the everlasting beauty of nature. Now I could spot a cottage thatched with sun-dried coconut leaves. Look, the cottage is surrounded by orange groves, cherry trees and mango orchards. All of them heavily laden with ripe and delicious fruits.

The blossomed sunflower laughs as the slime-covered frogs dance to the koel’s tunes. Hens are busy collecting the spilled grain as the squirrels play with the nuts. I walked along the fields, watching young paddy shoots pushing through the rich soft soil by the river. This is the hour of dawn; the air is laden with pure oxygen, enough to flush our lungs clean.

A morning walk is such a rewarding experience; we get to view the true colours of dawn.