'Sandy', you may call me that way! I was born along with myriads of others like me , I'm no different from them atleast that's what they all think, but me as myself know that I'm different in hundreds of ways. I'm so tiny that I get swayed by the winds and waves easily, get buried by thousands of feets or just slip away. I'm all surrounded with my kind but detached from every single one of them, we never build up together unless you humans make it possible for us. I spend my entire time thinking of my life in the past and now after so long, what difference the world has made. We were all over the place when you humans barely started to civilize, mingled with us as if we're one..stroked us with bare hands and feets, your children laughing, rolling and singing merrily under the warm daylight. I hold within myself countless treasures, bones and fleshes of greatest heroes, nobles, fighters and unwillingly of the biggest scoundrels too. Despite that, I'm home to all kinds of little insects, reptiles and even mammals, I'm glad to be able to protect them.

A few hundreds of years ago, while I was still at the Sahara, I came across various types of people, from merchants to bedouins, soldiers to peasants. They sang and dance in joy, play different musics that amused me, whilst on the other day they showered me with their bloods and deafened me with the clashings of their swords. I couldn't understand the complexity of humans at that time, but as the time gradually peaked I witnessed every kind of humanly behaviours, Some loyalists who In turn got stabbed by their own friends, some adventurers who in the peak of their youth sets out in search of great treasures, many may not even return alive, while very few of them could find the real treasure that is solely buried in their own selves. All in all, it's not always what we see on the outside is the same as in the inside of everything.I as a silent viewer am greatly enthusiastic to know more and more with changing times and human perceptions.

I am now dispersed everywhere, so many places that they see me as of no use and try to get rid of me, well they succeed sometimes or at times I still secretly hide. I'm stubborn to come out sometimes as I feel lonely, I can't sing nor speak to cheer you, but I can willingly listen out your heart for when you're sad, happy or angry. I am more than thousands of years old yet my existence seems unknown to you, I recognize you since you were little, but you don't seem to know me. Well now I think it's going to last like this for a decent thousands more of years. I am looking forward to unfold more of new mysteries that lies ahead, as for you, I wish you best of luck with your tiny little life.

Hello visitors! I am one of those many mighty and beautiful gardens that every fairy tale has, I am situated in the very centre of the metropolis. Since the first day of my creation till today, I've witnessed countless happy and sad moments, countless people with varying faces, few of them very remarkable and few I wish I'd never had been visited by. Years passed by and more new memories born, many happy and so many sad ones, peachy flawless faces of the children I loved grew old and weary, covered with moustaches and the tiredness of the mundane works. In all of it, I just realize that time has changed a lot...lot more than I could've ever imagined.

Once, I was nothing but an uncoveted wild land, I was filled with wilderness and sheltered numerous unfriendly plants and animals, some were slow and lazy, some very agile and active, some quite adorable, some strong and aggressive...so many of them were within my bounds. That surely wasn't a bad time for me, I felt a great sense of freedom and everyday was meant to be an unknown adventure ,I loved the way I was natural and was completely myself. All those are in the past now, soon I was discovered by people and although they adored me, they couldn't completely accept the way I was...wild and uncultured. They planned and built me in a way they could accept more, regardless of how I felt, I didn't mind that much though... they cleared the wilderness and so with that, I lost my companions and they lost their shelter . I felt ***** ,barren and lonesome too.

Humans, they came to me when in need and I happily provided them, they grew to know me better and better, day by day this went on smoothly and one day they all came back with large machines are tore out my body, cleared up the trees and shaped in a way they wanted. It hurt, but I wasn't too aggrieved as I thought they knew me better than I do, I let them do what they wanted, they confined me with solid walls and more than half of me, were for their houses...thus how I became a little garden. Although I'm happy as a garden too, my recent times have been extremely lonely.

Creating me as beautifully as they wished to, like in a fairy tale, but seldom do they know all those fairy tales ends up in the happiest moments and the real journey is far ahead, still unknown...Some ends up as happily as before and some totally devastated. As for me, I'm neither of them, still trying to figure out the changes the world offers every passing day. Thriving without those long forgotten emotions and yet sensing their impacts upon me, my existence is an utter dilemma. I doubt my survival, I am unable to trust, unable to hope, unable to expect as after all it's all going to hurt only me when they get broken. Be not as too hopeless as I am, my last humble words.