My eyes gaze upon the
huge mansion standing in front of me. I scanned the unique carved door and
wonder if anyone is at home. I smile and head straight to home, a stone throw
away from this mansion. Every morning, I wake up hoping I’ll be waking up in a much
bigger bedroom, wearing a satin nightgown but at the end of the day, all I ever
needed is here, in my little, cosy home complete with a garden of my own. This
garden is my sweet escape, far away from the hustle and bustle of life. This
garden is my favorite spot among all the amazing places in the world.
Every girl dreams to be
a princess. Well, I am a princess and maybe not to a king and queen or a
kingdom but I am a princess in my garden. A swing strung between two trees in
the garden is my throne and every day, as soon as I reached the front yard,
somehow there is a force driving me to the garden. I can feel the poise in my
steps, as graceful as a princess I might say. Everything is so perfect and as
soon as I set eyes on the garden, I am wonderstruck. I close my eyes and let my
other senses do its job. Fragrance stimulates my receptor, I can feel the
sweetness in the air on my tongue and lullaby of a mother bird soothes my soul.
A shady mango tree blocks the sun’s fierce ray. I can feel the bites everytime
the mango tree unable to protect me against the rays. Since I live in a
tropical state, roses and violets are not really friendly here but lilies and
bougainvilleas greet everytime we meet. When the bougainvilleas in full bloom,
the garden looks cheery with varies of colours, carving smiles on sad faces.
This is why I love this garden the most and it is my most favourite spot.
A lot of birds perch on
the branches. Sparrows are cute and the magpies chirp all the time. Sometimes,
it seems funny because it looks like those birds arguing with each other,
magnifying each others mightiness. One day, I saw a small blue bird with beady
eyes. We were looking upon each other, in a way that people might thought we
were reading each other minds. Royal blue feathers with a splash of velvet red
feathers at the wings and golden beaks, such a lovely creation. This bird
fascinates me so much, I gazed upon it without blinking. I heard the phone rang
but somehow I were so stunned and ignored the phone. I took out my phone from
my pocket and start taking pictures. The blue bird seems to understand the
gestures and be still. After a few moments it took off for more stimulating
sights.
Then come the
butterflies. The beautiful creature
human often mistaken it as fairies. Maybe the bougainvilleas attract them or
maybe the birds are spreading news about my garden. You never know how fast
news travel in animal world. Coloured butterflies around my lethargic body, I
started to dance and they danced and pranced on my nose. It tickled so I had to
shake them off. Then, they visited the flowers while spreading the pollens in
hope there will be more flower. As the task completed, the butterflies
fluttered around me and flew away. I take back my place on my throne and felt
ticklish on my hands. A small black ant was making its way up my palm. How come
this little one is not with its colony. I searched for the colony and found it.
I lifted my arm to a nearby tree and let the little ant go.
Soft cool breeze blows
and I sent my love through the breeze for my father at India who is doing his
research there. I closed my eyes and listens to the harmony of nature. Let
myself loosens up and enjoy listening to the rustling of leaves. I lie down and
started humming to keep up with the choir. It seems to be whispering in a
strange language that I cannot understand. It was simply lovely and it was such
a solace to be at that state. Time flies and rays of sunlight pierce through
thick follages. Sometimes I lost track of time because it is just lovely to be
in garden. How can you resist a garden that turned you into a princess. It is
like being locked in a jail but this one is different. It is an escape from the
harsh world, an utopia for a loner and a garden of eden to a little girl like
me.
I don’t just sit around
my throne. I played with it sometimes. The swinging motion soothes me and I
wish one day, I will share this moment with my other half, my children and if
god wills, my grandchild. I told them stories about this magical garden. After
a while, I feel recharged and refreshed.
I take a little walk while pruning some leaves here and there.I pour
water and watch the drops tickle down the leaves. Well, a princess need to visit her loyal subject often, right?.
The flowers offered themselves so I can make myself a tiara. Bunch of gratitude
I owed them for their sacrifice. The ladybugs greet and the bees say hellos all
the time. I was so into my world and suddenly I heard somebody called my name.
How can this creatures speak?, I asked myself. I turned around and saw mother
waving from the kitchen and I knew my time is up.
I
set my way to the kitchen. It is fun to watch nature in motion. It feel
refreshed and energized. People might not realize this and that’s why they
clear up the forest, contaminates the rivers and putting less effort in saving
the nature. What a shame and this is not a fair repayment for the nature that
have been accommodating us for all this years. Keeping this in mind and I am
ready to face the world again so that in the future, I will be the savior for
nature