Usha...

The cool breeze blew through the yellow autumn leaves that trembled like the hands of a nervous maid. The ground beneath the big maple tree looked all set to welcome the unknown guest with a golden carpet. The old pine tree stood firm like a gaurd at the palace gates. The scurrying squirrels, chasing each other and breaking a odd nut, seemed like servants preparing for a big event. The reddish leaves still on the trees fluttered like flags and the rustle of the leaves resembled the hushed voices of the people lined up on the streets to welcome a great guest. Few birds were singing an unknown song in the language of happiness.
As jignasu went on his long walks, he could almost hear the wind whisper in his ears. He was curious; who was this the guest for whom the golden carpet was laid and the entire world was preparing? He looked to the east and saw the first ray of dawn, the first ray of light on whose touch the dew drops on the blades of grass shone like sparkling diamonds.
It was the dawn of life and the first rays of hope that come after the testing times of a long cold wintry night.