The winds stop amazed in their path
The rustling leaves their endless gossip hushand look up from their mindless rush.
that goes echoing through the skies,
from his eternal slumber,
opens.
The prancing deer and the lilting butterfly
stumble....their gait unsure
and in the other world, even Bheeshma
the austere one, sheds a tear!
A question mark over all earth and sky
Speechless in disbelief wondering why
Has Tejas suddenly given up on chai?