
At the turn of the road
few peacocks are eating.
some birds fly
to pass-by from my side
I look up in the sky
following them from my eyes.
I see new leaves on some trees
And, I see trees without leaves
as a silhouette against the sky
I see their branches extending and
taking shape of birds.
numerous eagles hover around
on the terrace
a colony of pigeons
makes a line and relax.
I just let go the earphone
its a mixture of sound
the crunching of steps
on the granular road
the continuous chirping of birds
interrupted by peacock calls
and the cuckoos coo
the crows are also in competition
the children giggling
people greeting
Its a walk to remember
when everything around
looks and sounds
so beautiful
you may be in love
or in ATIRA
or both
PS: Please excuse my poetic (lack of) skills. I just wanted to put in some words here and there to recreate my experience of Atira ![]()
The campus of ATIRA (Ahmedabad Textile Industry”s Research Association) is being used for evening/morning walks by people living around it. It is said that the inside road of ATIRA was built with the help of a contribution from the walking community.

nice !! good use onomatopoeia in the second para..
love the last lines !!
By: Manisha on May 31, 2010
at 12:31 pm
Nice picture………….n ur attempt for poetry….
hi…hi……
By: kumud on June 17, 2010
at 9:29 pm
nice
By: textilebasic on March 27, 2011
at 1:30 pm