The ideal bench (an excerpt from the book)



In the diary I had kept at that time, I had written: 'It is so lovely here in the woods. It rained a lot yesterday and the path is muddy, slippery under my feet but I can smell the clean air, the sun is shining, the foliage is thick and offers me shade, the birds are singing gently (blackbirds), sometimes a more cacophonous one (raven) is crowing 'arr-arr-arr' but altogether there is beauty, calm, bliss, a Paradise on earth. And thanks to an aeroplane I can hear very far away, I am reminded that this is the twenty first century, the era of technology, but the nature has fortunately remained untouched here.


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