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As I looked from the window of my car, Mountains and trees very far. Birds chirping, trees swaying, Children in the garden were playing. Everything looked small from the mountain, Then god decided to get us wet by a natural fountain. Then we stopped and had some food, The scenic beauty completely changed my mood. Then we reached the top, The clouds had no shape, they were a mere gas, With all the happiness I wanted to hop. Up, up in the sky, I felt like a bird who just wanted to fly. -Pritika Dhawan