The paths were still wet by the fresh drizzles. The brim of the leaves still had the pearls of rain drops. With one shake or a little wind they would all shower down like stars. The rare blooms of the monsoon shone bright in the twilight. There was some freshness in the air. We sat on the Swing swinging slowly. It felt great sitting there, moving to and fro enjoying the mild fresh beauty of the evening.
I like to sit there with my son munching on our respective snacks. He sits silently with all his mind on the snack and it gives me my silence too to suck in the scenic marvel. May be he too likes these moments of silent togetherness with his ‘amma’.
These are the small moments of happiness of Life to be cherished and such moments are all the wealth that we can amass in a lifetime and keep it with us till the very end.:))