On a drizzly October morning, sky covered with thick bands of clouds, the humidity in the air was welcoming, I went to the terrace and sat on the bench. Time is a strange thing. Isn't it? Life is a mystery. Sound of the distance train, traffic and vehicles afar. Still in the midst of the busy morning, nature pulled me in. Time seemed so fluid, it wasn't so solid or lost. I had all the time in the world. Birds twittering, flying around swiftly, chasing one another, playing hide and seek, and enjoying the day ahead. Within a few minutes, I got completely immersed in their world.
Behind the noisy atmosphere and automobiles, there lies a hidden world. I call it hidden, simply because they were right in front, in plain sight, but I failed to notice them for a long period of time. Nevertheless, this world is beautiful. Little one twittering, chirping, flying around, endlessly. Are they communicating between them? Even if they are, the message seemed to be beyond my comprehension, because all I heard was the tone and the sound. I couldn't decipher the language. Yet, the more I listened and paid attention to, the more it made sense.
"There is more to reality than we notice"
Big birds roam around and do the perimeter check. Little ones happily enjoying the weather. The first message that gets conveyed about is today's weather. Whether it would be sunny or is there a chance of rain. Second they go in search of food. And they always keep their guard on. For some reason, the way that tailor bird flew, reminds me of the fish in the ocean. Sometimes rushing through the air, but most of the time just floating through the wind. As if wind carried him through. He chirps so loudly that you couldn't possibly miss. It pierces the eardrum and reaches the head directly like a thunder.
I envy him for the freedom he endorses. In the vast blue ocean of clouds, he flew swiftly and elegantly. Such a little ball of fluff, hardly weighs a pound, size of tennis ball, weighs less than that, when he chirps, he makes a significant impression, finally leaves people like me spellbound. May be their world has mysteries and miracles that are beyond my comprehension. Just because I don't understand or contemplate their actions doesn't mean that it is not there. They could be admiring me in awe, as I am doing here.
