Shayari Bazar

Long after our cities are condemned and deserted, our city parks will stand as a testament of the serenity of our weekends to distant trespassers. As we wait in the bushes to embrace their heavy garments, the trespassers may think, cuddling themselves in their warm garments, ‘what a carefree people this was, a people much like ourselves before the cold.’ The trespassers idealize us, unaware of the many serious life lessons the recreationist would have been confronted with on any given visit:- No feeding the geese. If a man doesn’t know how to eat, he isn’t fit to teach lesser beings.- Pick up your trash. The park is a place where your children vicariously display your own values, but cutely. It is not a dumping ground.- Keep off the grass. Because Sunday is not Sin-day. Take your blankets into the woods for that kind of summer fun.