Who wouldn't like a lazy leisurely stroll in a peaceful park? The clock ticked 5:30pm as I returned home from the university, on my way I was greeted by "Gosford Green" - one of those beautiful parks in Coventry, with freshly trimmed grass and lovely trees!!
As I neared the park, I felt relieved by the cool breeze that blew across, after a tired day at the university. My bag weighing my back, headphones ringing some songs in my ear, I checked the time and it was 5:45pm, oh! it'd be 10:15pm in India, I immediately dialled home.
I walked through the park as I talked to Mom, feels good talking to parents, their voice is reassuring and comforting at the same time.
After having a conversation of about 20mins with them, I still sat there on a bench, could spot a little lad playing with a colourful ball, he throws it to his dad, his dad throws it further back.
I got reminded of those days when I was in school, my Dad used to take me to public gardens in Hyderabad and I used to study there for a while under the tree, then play, then study a little more and play again.
I looked at the boy as he jumped and rolled in the grass, it made me smile, those days were so carefree, days gave way to weeks, months and years, time flew so fast, was it just yesterday when I was a 5 year old and my dad so tall that I'd lift up my head to talk to him?
The sun was still shining, these English summers see sun setting not until at least 9:30pm. The grass was so clean and fresh, it felt like a carpet as I put my bag aside and lay on the grass. I watched clouds peacefully drifting and floating on a blue sky background!
As I watched the fluffy puffy clouds, I recollected a poem by Christina Rossetti:
Clouds
by Christina Rossetti
White sheep, white sheep,
On a blue hill,
When the wind stops,
You all stand still,
When the wind blows,
You walk away slow.
White sheep, white sheep,
Where do you go?
