The Hammock

I know why the clouds come rushing in!

Even the hills cannot pose a barrier

To their eagerness

And childlike exuberance.

They descend in droves,

Roll down the slopes of the hills,

Sometimes in a trot

And at times in a canter.

The wind, lending a pair of jogging feet

To the clouds

As they race to reach

This piece of heaven,

This corner,

Where the hammock sways in the wind,

Inviting the clouds!



Kotagiri/Coonoor- May 2018


Author: gdutta17

Born in the year 1968, my childhood was spent amidst the beautiful scenic landscape of a small town in India, Ranchi. Though an engineer by qualification, reading, writing and cooking are my passions. Another thing that I am passionate about is my country, India. As they say, a lifetime is probably not enough to explore the whole of India. Currently based in Kolkata, I can be reached at

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