Rudra absolutely loved the crisp air of Kailash.

Rudra absolutely loved the crisp air of Kailash.
There was a very pleasing aroma in the air always, which, Rudra thought , was “the smell of freshness itself.”
There was no sense of time, only the golden sunrise and sunset would indicate dawn and dusk.
Rudra loved all the birds and beasts that came to visit the mountains from the forests at their baseline. They were in absolute contrast to the people he had known in the city. Always natural, always spontaneous , always unabashed in their play, unlike the contrived displays in speech and gestures in the mannerisms of society. These were exactly the kind of beings that would be termed Uncouth, He thought to Himself, but smiled, because His own spirit resonated with them. ‘This was the way to be, in the lap of Nature itself, one is Natural’, He thought.