Beneath the puffy clouds…

When I look up at the sky, what I see are clouds floating by, grinning or frowning down on me as I let my body relax and my mind go free. Our daughter joins me in the ‘guessing’ game while her father softly snores by her side. 
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“An elephant 🐘, a pixie 🧚‍♀️ or a carousel 🎠 horse? Quick! Before it changes shape.” She urges. My voice gradually fall silent as I lose my battle to sweet slumber.
This is a typical scenario, a ‘family’ tradition that we follow when we are travelling. On a day out, with all the walking around, we give ourselves a half hour to an hour’s break, usually lying ourselves down on the beautiful grounds of a public park post some lunch. 

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  1. suchp says:

    Very beautifully penned. I had almost forgotten this fun activity.

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    1. Thanks Suchitra. After years I am getting back to it. And it is fun and therapeutic too.

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  2. What a heartwarming activity and tradition!

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    1. Thank you so much, Mridula. I am so glad you took the time to read my snippet. If time permits, pls do try to read my other / longer posts and give any suggestions that might help me to improve myself. Much appreciated.

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