Throws down powder box and oil cans
And remains well placed after wind stops
Making me feel who has done the mischief!
This I know only after seeing the wind play,
When I am working on the computer screen
By chance only and laughter has to continue
With full heart enjoying Nature’s fun ever!
Such small matters trigger so many suspicions,
When, in fact, they all become laughing stocks
Later, when we know the work of Nature like
A mischievous boy doing tricks so unnoticed
And remain in heart to please whenever possible!