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It looked wonderful. The garden i was sitting in. The dusty lane around the beautifully constructed garden was all that made me realise that  i still love the place we are living in. I look around,  people of many age groups strolling in the lane. Some waited for their loved ones and others content being alone, absorbing and assimilating the nature's porn look. Even the animals were there. And they were happy, after a very long time they had finally found a place where they could live without the fear of being tortured, or Atleast for a little more time till perhaps something might change. Then i turned to my right. It was not like no one was troubling the trees, I grinned as i saw small hands shooting up to pluck that one red coloured berry from the nearest branch of the gaint proud angiosperm . I chuckled now at my sole companion there, the  tree that bore that red coloured berry and she seemed very happy for this was what she always wanted, to be loved. Oh it was so visible in her eyes how much she was waiting to be caressed this way, to be tickled by her children, to let them climb her big trunk and hug her so tight.Why do we always say that there is not enough and that the world has changed so bad? I decided to retreat, retreat from the thought that the earth is going to be doomed. Some beautiful soul had decided to build this garden and many others like him joined him in his venture and still many more are letting his dream sustain and persist for years.
And i know there are many more out there creating magic wherever they go, waiting for people to appreciate the nature because they can see that their world is still so beautiful, the way it always was. Because it is in their very nature, to spread beauty with a flick of their wand.  Atleast for those souls who are doing something others just wish for let us appreciate the beauty of what we already have and what is yet to come. Then i think the magic will follow, making this world again how it was once, beautiful and so full of magic.
As if the universe conspired my dream so fast, i saw the clouds thunder the dark blue sky and it started raining, perhaps to wash away all the misunderstandings we ever had. To dawn a new day, filled with the belief that their world is not going away, and that it will always be there to laugh at our tantrums and punish us for our mischiefs. Or atleast I believe so.
And who says thundering clouds never rain, they do if you want them to.
Shreeraksha Naik 

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