If I listen
I will hear a variety of
Chirps, tweets and caws
Outside my window
The motors become background
To the symphony
If I listen
If I look
I will see the flowers
In the trees
The vibrant colors
In the garments swishing by
The mouths turning into smiles
If I look
If I smell
I will catch the aroma
Of spices in the air
The curries being prepared
The jasmine and frangipani
Dominating the fragrance of the path
If I smell
If I taste
I will savor the fruit and yogurt
In the lassie
The spices in the biryani
The ginger in the strong
Milky tea
If I taste
If I touch
I will feel the texture
Of the rich colorful fabrics
The weight of the children
In my lap
The cool tiles on bare feet
If I touch
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