7-09-2021
It seems just the other day that I posted my slice of life. Time flies and whenever I think that, I remember my cousin saying there are people who say they do not know what to do with time. It passes so slowly. I am glad that is not the case with me 😊.
Today was a rainy day, it has been raining for quite some days, either drizzling or pouring. It had been very sunny earlier and we thought there would be no more rains. We need the rains. Yesterday it was very cloudy in the evening but it was not raining, my mother and I went for a walk. We are so used to going for a walk and when it is raining we walk in the verandah. Today evening we went to the lake in our town. The water level has increased again. It is a pleasure to see so much water and also the birds in the two small islands. It is covered with trees, some birds sit on the top branches others must be having their nests. It is such a safe place.
A few evenings ago, we went to Endpoint. It felt good to see students playing football in one of the grounds. Ours is a university town and the place seemed so deserted without students. Primary and high schools have opened. Radhika’s daughter is so happy to be back in school. I think most children will be happy to be back in school.
On the 5th evening we met for our monthly tea time chat on Google meets. Todd started this and we enjoy talking to each other from different parts of the world. Rupali, Karen, Katherine, Anupriya, Aravind, Todd and myself had a good meeting 😊. Who would have thought we would meet like this ? Todd, Rupali and myself are WordPress bloggers😊.
A few days ago, we were thinking, just like Rip Van Winkle, if a person were to wake up after two years, instead of twenty years, he/she would be very surprised to see how life of human beings has changed! Fortunately birds around us are living as they were living before.
Among trees and bushes
The chattering of birds
Different tones and pitches
Talking about the day
The chattering of birds
At evening time
Talking about the day.
Goes on without pause
Blooming yellow flowers
Intertwined branches
A good place to rest
For the chattering birds.
Intertwined branches
Safe and secure place
For the chattering birds
Among trees and bushes.
(The pantoum is a poem of any length, composed of four-line stanzas in which the second and fourth lines of each stanza serve as the first and third lines of the next stanza. The last line of a pantoum is often the same as the first.)
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