A Slice of heaven

That tiny piece of heaven,
Tucked away in the heart of a gem called Cherrapunji..
Where you can lie down listening to the waterfalls,
That seem like the music of infinite pearls dropping into oblivion..
Where you can fall asleep staring at a sea of stars,
And you can wake up to the smell of fresh blades of grass..
Where you can peep open your eyes,
To shining diamonds seeping through the gap between trees,
And they draw graffiti on your face,
That look like buds and blossoms..
Then you murmur to yourself;
Nothing the concrete jungle which I call home gives,
Nothing at all can beat the bliss..
Nothing, can make me feel at home like this.