Plantation

It is a reflection of our shared humanity. When we step into a park, we are stepping into a living poem written by nature herself: the laughter of children, the rustle of trees, the quiet dignity of a morning jogger. But too often, this poetry is interrupted — by plastic wrappers glinting in the grass, bottles bobbing in ponds, and benches marked by neglect.

A clean park is not just a pretty sight; it is a sign of a community that cares. When each of us bends down to pick up litter, we are doing something far greater than cleaning — we are restoring balance. We are teaching respect, not through words, but through gentle action.