How jubilant I used to feel every time my dad took us to visit Jubilee Park, when I was in school.Any occasional visitor who came to our house (which was very rare) was taken for a tour to this park.The little fountains seemed like huge waterfalls to me then.I often peeped into the tanks to look for fishes that swam in it.There was nothing more colorful than the numerous flowers that bloomed in the park;nothing seemed more perfect than the bushes that had been uniformly trimmed with a lot of care and no one was a greater hero to me than J.S.R.TATA.
How jubilant I used to feel every time my dad took us to visit Jubilee Park, when I was in school.Any occasional visitor who came to our house (which was very rare) was taken for a tour to this park.The little fountains seemed like huge waterfalls to me then.I often peeped into the tanks to look for fishes that swam in it.There was nothing more colorful than the numerous flowers that bloomed in the park;nothing seemed more perfect than the bushes that had been uniformly trimmed with a lot of care and no one was a greater hero to me than J.S.R.TATA.
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