A morning walk getting infused by the sweet scented jasmine flowers, being enticed by the holy chants from the temple,.pacing in a deliberately accelerated speed .. as per the supposed convention for morning walkers but at the same time enjoying the" be at ease" mood of a sojourner. the streets were in their slumber mood still..yawning, stretching hesitantly,fresh like a new bloom decked with dew drops ,not been brushed by the sun rays yet.. bullocks ruminating on the sideway nodded at me..did they say something to me? 'Look at us..persevering from morn to dawn ,toiling hard to the utmost ,savouring this time of leisure joyously though we know that today is also going to be another strenuous day "..'', sh..sh.. go stealthily..our master is in the realm of his sleep..do not disturb him..", didn"t they whispered so? the pavement was still holding the memories of the unexpected visitor of last night..A QUICK SHOWER..orchestrated everyone with a lullaby of pitter patter..felt like to walk for a long time..but ..my inner voice called forth ..COME ON..BE READYTO MARCH IN THIS DAY..
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