Whenever the word 'heaven' is heard, white imagery pictures including the white cloud, the stars, the flying white horses and a palace at the centre, the angels within the palace comes to be mind. But in my mind, Instead of white, the green color comes to be imagination. According to me the real heaven is our Western Ghats;   Or any forest, hills, waterfalls, biodiversity hotspots in the world. Where could there be a more beautiful heaven than these? This heaven, which consisting the birds chirping, the sound of the river and wind, beautiful spots, is an integral part of our life. To my fate, I was born in a village of western ghats without being born in a city. roaming along the nearby forsts and hills, looking for various fruits,  watching and enjoying the variety of activities of birds, rabbits, peacocks and other animals, playing at river........Wow!  What an experience....! Nothing is resemblance to these beautiful and indescribable experiences. The man ...