Sitting on the rooftop
With coffee mugs in hands Chatting about the long day And some future plans

Keeping our cell phones aside
And listening to the sparrows chirp

They were calling their friends
To go back home from work Breathing in the lovely cold breeze

Which came from paradise
It took us to a world

Full of fantasy and delight And my sister stood up
To capture this beauty

Of the yellow setting sun Amidst the red sky.

“Mansi Mundhra”