There is a park in our neighbourhood. I cross it everyday on my way to office. Till few months back the park used to bustle with the loud cries of children , mostly from the adjacent slum, who played, ran, jostled among themselves with mirth and glee. One day the civic authorities were seen inspecting the park and within a week the muddy patch underwent a face lift. It was a happy sight. The entire area was a covered with a carpet of green grass. The new fence and gate added further beauty to it.
But once draped the park gate was locked and it remains so till today. Not a child can be seen there anymore....only a coterie of the winged creatures convene at the now marred green, during dusk fall, as if in a protest of the unjust action !!
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