It was a blissful morning. Everywhere is covered in lush green and a cool breeze, celebrating the advent of the serene morning. What caught my eye was a shepherd and his cows heading home after a nice morning stroll. The entire herd obediently followed their friend, but one of the calves was unwilling to head back home and wished to enjoy nature. The shepherd made every possible attempt to persuade it to go home; he even tried talking him into the advantages of going home as the rain was about to start. But the calf was adamant and politely refused. After all our attempts, we stood in silence. Eventually the calf looked at the shepherd waiting for him, after brief moments of silence both of them had a very long conversation, and finally the calf agreed to accompany him towards their destination. Neither the shepherd nor the calf understood what the shepherd meant, but they still managed to communicate. Often, such incidences leave me in complete awe of what nature is capable of and force me to believe that love is the universal language.