I leave the place for a few days, and entire seasons change! It was summer when I left, it is autumn now.Orange season.
Leaves are dropping with every breath of wind from the neem trees in a steady golden shower, carpeting the tiled walkway. Some of them fall onto the still waters of the fountain in the courtyard, and slowly sink to the bottom, flecking the pool with yellow and gold.
It is lovely, to be alone here, and to stand in the steady fall of happy, free bits of yellow.
A squirrell runs down a tree and stays for a while, before running up another. It does not mind me there. Does not mind me humming below my breath, softly. Happiness is made of moments such as this.
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