The bird still sang in melody, on that branch
tip toing itself as if to add on a dance.
He looked a little more than happy today
I was meeting him after a month, sure he had loads to say.
The garden same as everyday, majestically adorned in green and yellow,
the path that led me, was radiating a halo.
I sat beneath the peepal tree, waiting to hear from him..
the reason of his happiness had i come to take part in.