Right now, I am standing under a freshly showered beautiful tree with dew dropping from its leaves. I look up in the sky and see that wonderful burning fire, hanging there without any branches to support it; independent, life savior of many. Down on earth, it can see me with my friends standing all around me. They seem happy. They are chatting away with least concern of time. I can see almost everyone’s teeth; crooked, big, small and of all sorts. Yes, I can see those braces too. I don’t know what they all are telling me with those happy faces and smiling lips because I am busy admiring them and being happy in capturing every single detail of this moment in the films of my memory. The only audio to this scene is what I am writing and what you are reading.
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