Hello, I warmly welcome you to my fairyland. Can
you see a huge canopy of lush green Trees, with dark brown woody heaven under
it? It’s a winter morning with fog all over. Slowly a large glowing sphere
rises, leaving a golden ray of light amidst the green canopy. And I, am
standing there in a white dress with a wreath around my head, directly towards
the sun, to feel the warmth of it. The golden light of the sun leaves a golden shade
in my hair. Up there, in the middle of the leafy heaven, is a tiny shack, my
Tree house, with round stairs.
A drizzling sound will guide you, through the
crooked way, in between old teak woods, to the magical waterfall, a complete
paradise. The afternoon sun makes the silver-grey water of the stream, goldenly
shimmer. I sit across the stream, to feel the water droplets. The light is fading.
As the sun begins to set, the sky turns orange and pink. Giving it a look of a
painting by a mad artist. The dark grey evening is welcoming several fire flies
and I sit and watch them in a state of euphoria.
Soon, it’s dark! My tree house is lit by tiny
glowing bulbs of fairy lights all around it. The crisp weather makes me wear my
woollen sweater, my muffler and my brown boots. I light the bonfire and sip my
coffee. Suddenly I notice stars appearing in the darkest sky. Not taking too
much time, the bright stars just lit the dark sky.
I lie down and watch the stars and that’s where
ends my Utopia.
