“Savoring Serenity”

As I entered the memorial garden, the scent of fresh petrichor created an ambrosial and
pungent aroma that made me feel alive. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, savoring
the heady scent of the garden.

As I walked along the winding paths, I ran my fingertips over the asperous bark of the
trees, feeling the texture under my skin. The tip-ex-like sap oozed from the cactus after
being bruised, causing unease to brew within me. I ignored the feeling and continued my
journey. The sound of leaves susurrating in the wind reached my ears, and I paused to
listen to the euphonious swaying of the branches.

As I made my way through the garden, I noticed the vivacious colors of the leaves. The
leaves were intricate and velvety in texture.

I came across a small pond, and the sound of water gently splashing against the rocks and
lily pads was soothing to my ears. The wispy grass and wilting swamps lay there like a
reminder of a world that was slowly fading away. I paused and watched as a group of
dragonflies danced over the water's surface. The trees reaching high above my head
created a distorted reflection above the face of the water. The cool breeze brushed against
my skin, and I shivered with delight.

I continued deeper into the garden and felt a sense of contentment wash over me. The
prepossessing and tranquility of the garden had a calming effect on my mind and body. As
I left the memorial garden, I knew that I would carry the memories of this enchanting
greenwood with me always—a place of serenity and renewal in a busy and chaotic world.

– Sakshi Nijhawan 2J