This site is as about the inspiration I get, as I am designed to get, where faith and conviction are my two flowers, which receive light when asked to God.
I am a small bird.I can eat small seeds. But the crows are a big nonsense.They caw so much,
That my
brain nearly splits out of its socket.
They are
big time eaters.
Those fat,
humoungous crows can eat anything. They are nothing but bullies. Snatching away
the food from a small innocent little bird like me, won’t get them a single
happiness.
But look at
me, I am such a small bird,
That I can’t
eat anything except those small blue seeds, and other very few food items and those
rascal crows have their black eyes upon it always.
There is no
place for me to rest. Wait a minute! Have I told you about my other home? It’s
the halogen board above the sweet shop.
Everyday,
at noon, I sit at the top of the halogen board, of the sweet shop.
Even there
I have no respite
There comes
a dog who continuously keeps on barking.
The shopkeeper
gives him a sweetmeat everyday. But every half an hour he barks.
He expects
that each and everyone who comes there, must give him a sweetmeat and they must
be of different kinds.
Nearly at One
O’ clock in the afternoon, a woman who lives on the second floor of the
building, cleans rice and dal and chaffs it out. That dog is such a haggard,
that he won’t let me eat it.
He keeps on
barking and barking and barking, as if by unlimited barking, he would get his
daily quota of food.
I stay away
from him, until and unless he stops barking.
See, to gather
a small amount of food, I have to suffer so much.
Do you have
to face such hardships to acquire your food?
Maybe yours
and mine stories are the same. After all everything we do, is for two square
meals.