Essay 1

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