Padma was bored so…bored. He rolled on his back from side to side and gazed at the clouds. The wind currents must be really strong for the clouds seemed to race across the sky. “Perhaps this is not the best time for cloud watching,” Padma sighed. He closed his eyes and tried to take a nap but there was a continuous breeze. The wind felt good against his face but was not the kind of weather that gave way to sleep. Frustrated he gave up on the idea of sleep and instead watched the long grass sway from side to side. “Well I’m surprised the grass is so pretty,” Padma mused as he gazed in delight at the glittering grassland. The Sun made the grass almost appear like liquid gold.
