All of us have thoughts of and also have a vision of a delectable park in the vicinity. What a park condescends is a rich swathe of flora and fauna, greenery all over, water bodies, pavements, jogger’s lane, benches and shelters etc.? The park has a life of its own- the lush green carpet of grass, the vibrant colors of flowers adoring it, the rich heritage of trees, the soothing water bodies, the articulate shelters and a congregation point. The park has everything which is pleasing to the eyes, nourishing to the body, calming to the mind and soaring to the spirits. The park has everything which is civil to the society, clean to the environment, serene to your nerves and rejuvenating to one’s thoughts. The park has many things and subtleties to offer to the mankind. But the life of a park is meaningless if it doesn’t breathe. What importance does have a body, how adorable it may be, which doesn’t breathe? Even a sick body with life is so precious and lively. The park breathes life when visited by people, animals and avian. The chirping of birds, hide and seek of the squirrels around, the frolicking pups and the kittens, the playful gregarious children, the jogging and fitness freak youths and the convalescing leisurely elders are the ones who make this park lively. The laughter and giggles, the jingles and chants, the hoots and scoots, the sermons and gossips make it vivacious and sprightly. The park reinvigorates self with the dawn and loses its identity with the night. It loses its charm in the summer and regains its worth in the winter. The liveliness of the park is established only with these aliens frequenting it. The park will lose it sheen if deprived of these attendees. It will always remain in an autumn of its health without these lives.