The spring came unusually early this year that posed logistical problems for me to tackle, I was to start with flowers some time later, would she be ready to receive me, I wondered.
I called on Koel to come to my rescue, said, 'won't you deliver a message to her nature is in hurry; disrobe that shawl and appear at the appointed hour.'
There, winter had postponed its departure and the thick snow created dilemma for her, she decided to seek help from a polar bear, 'he is coming early, show him the path, dear.'
The Koel flew high on the wings of clouds, the bear jumped and covered icy ground, at the twilight they met at a lovers' joint, as sunlight kissed the snow to melting point.
