MY FAVOURITE SPOT

I had my favourite spot back home and it was an enormous private garden in my house. Living in the city means you are very far away from the green shades you should have seen, as what I am now. I live in the middle of a metro city which is surrounded by gray concrete blocks and towers that hid the inspiring natural beauty. All that I can see now are just these fake beauty the men had served to us. No lushness or sparkling emerald to be found, no tangled webs of spiders or even the overgrown weeds I had longed to see. Every time I had the chance, I would certainly go to my garden I had missed for so long. The scent of fresh greens lingering in the damp air will always blow me far away from the hustle and bustle of life. For a second, I am in paradise.

   As I paced a step into my garden, the world seemed to change itself into a whole new world that is full of wonder. I was standing still on the soft grass admiring the sight when the whole landscape was bathed in the warm glow of the rising sun. The feeling was so overwhelming as I saw the light dancing its way to every corner of my garden. My garden was actually the only part of my house that is not covered by a roof on my own desire. I would love to see the light playing in my garden as long as I live. I saw the swing strung between two trees in the garden from where I stand. It was old and dull like the memories it brings along. I used to play on it during my primary age when mum used to be the one who would wait for me to play together in the evening as the sun goes down. It used to be the first thing to do once back from school since then. We used to have so much fun that we keep giggling every hour we spent together but she was now old . Only the sound of crickets singing can be heard instead of laughter. I remembered how her smile could lighten up my days. 

  The sun started to strike its hot rays straight to the garden but the shady mango tree blocks the sun’s fierce rays. The bougainvilleas were in full bloom despite of the extreme hotness. They did not seem to care much of being exposed to the light rays. I glanced to the light blue sky above in amazement. Further to the south, I could see various blurry colours on the branches. Blue, red and yellow. They were all very pretty and fascinating. The next seconds, the colours went nearer to my sight and appeared in the figure of birds flying swiftly by the nature. There were a lot of birds perching on the branches in between the shady trees. They looked like a community of birds gathering in an event. There was a sound of chirping from above the tree which I stood under. I looked up and saw a small blue bird alight on the tree branch. It was smoothing its feather on its pair of small wings. It was a blue jay, a type of bird I had once seen in the internet when I was searching for something important related to my work appearance. The bird looked at me with beady eyes as if it would like to tell me something. Something about nature, I thought. After a few moments, the bird took off for more stimulating sights. I smiled to myself as I looked at it flying up the sky.

 The world should have experience all of these. They should see just how the trees swayed themselves to the gentle breeze in the warm tropical sunshine. The leaves were waving goodbye with sorrow as if they were going to leave any sooner. It made me realise that the greens will soon fade with the era of rapid development. The younger generation might not know how the greens really matters to the world. Would they even care how forest look like? Or will they even realise the absence of the greens?

 It was such a pleasure of being with nature, witnessed the true enchantment as I breathed. There were insects from the size of a thumb to a bigger one. The nature was just so elegant. I like it much to view the colourful butterflies fluttering in my garden. Each of the butterflies has their own uniqueness. It felt so magically powerful when the coloured butterflies flew around my lethargic body, like they were supplying me an inner charge to my hollow soul. They danced and pranced on my nose in the melody I could not define. It tickled so I had to shake them off, letting them fly away to the nature they belonged. The butterflies fluttered to the leaves of the wild orchids hung to a large tree in front of me. I could see them having fun from far but wishing to join them as well. I step forward to the large tree but stop to a halt as I saw a colony of ants making their way up the trunk. The ants were marching together in the same motion, revealing the unity in them. I put my palm on the tree trunk, trying to block their way and wondered just how the ants would act. A small black ant was making its way up my palm and I could feel its tiny legs on my skin. It was moving in a confusing direction like the thoughts in my head, all confused and messed out. I lifted my arm to a nearby tree and let the little ant go.

 It has been a few minutes in the garden but never enough for me. The sights in the garden were never tedious. I would still want to feel the soft cool breeze blows through my hair as the wind is swirling. I enjoy listening to the rustling of leaves like a song played by the nature. The dried leaves falling to the ground were just right like it was meant for me. The bright colours of the dried leaves could brighten my gloomy day just like what the sun did every day. I opened my palm to feel the breeze in the air. It was blowing hard to its might. The wind seemed to be whispering in a strange language that I cannot understand. I wondered what the wind talking about. The rays of sunlight pierced through the thick foliage on the ground. The rays were fierce that it could burn the whole garden in a longer period. I took the rake lying on a tree nearby to swish the leaves aside. I would never want my garden to be burnt by the selfish sun. I swing the rake side to side, revealing the ground with dusty dirt. I was then realised how I had left the garden for so long. The rake was even corroded by the acid rains pouring these days. The rising economy had brought me away with the works undone in the office, leaving the nature aside. How I hope that I could took a day off from work to spend the whole day with nature. It was just lovely to be in the garden.

  Sometimes, I would amble myself on the swing in the corner of the garden. The swinging motion soothes me. It felt just like when I was a little kid who got really excited to feel the wind blowing to my face. I used to wonder of how the wind could touch me when I could not touch it but the nature explained them well. I could still feel the presence of the air. The smell it provides and the alluring feel as the wind touches my skin as what I experienced in my entirely massive garden. The scent of wild herbs was freely in the air. The pungent smell was magnificent as I took a deep breath. I felt so recharged and refreshed by the aroma. Later on, I took a little walk in the garden while pruning some leaves here and there. The dews on the blade of grass wet my feet as I stepped on them. I took a sheer and started to prune the hedge to obtain a decent crop for my garden. I knew that I need to keep my garden healthy for the grace. Afterward, I had myself water the plants in my garden. I filled the watering can with the tap water to water the thirsty plant. The soils were compact that I have to loosen them using a rusty spade I had in my store. I was lucky enough to found the old gardening tools belonged to my dad. They were old but still useful for the meantime. I saw my daughter peeking from inside the house, her small eyes were blinking. I called her out to help me with the gardening and she quickly ran into me. She helped me to pour water and we watched the drops tickled down the leaves to the pointy end.

  

We hugged each other on the shoulders as we watch nature in motion. The nature was smiling, revealing its happiness. The nature just needs someone to care about it, to secure it when in need. I looked at my daughter in hope that she would be the next person to conserve the nature and secure it for our next generation. I want my great grandchildren to see the world with green breathtaking scenery as what I had seen in my younger age. I knew that my daughter liked the nature as much as I do. We were both easily refreshed and energized by the strength of nature. The blissful sight made us ready to face the world again for more upcoming challenge. The nature had given us strength. My garden made a perfect place to release our tense and gaining energy at the same time.

This was my essay earlier this year. Toooooo many gramatical mistake to be honest eventhough i tried my best to do it. Oh me, oh my. i hope i can do better next time.