Today

I took a stroll in the community park.

It's a quick, short break

From the noisy

Smoke filled

Jammed city.

It has trees, Krishna.

A few swings

And a little lake, too!

How wonderful is that!

I was wandering

Amongst the green

When I noticed

With a twinkle of delight

A little blue bird.

So small, yet

Stole glances.

It perched on the branch

Of a banyan.

I relished my eyes

And was about to resume

My stroll.

When

I saw the little creature

Lick his

Butter smeared feathers

With unimaginable delight.

And then

It looked at me.

It kept looking at me.

Good one, Krishna.

I almost didn't recognise you this time.

Try harder.