Are you not tired of your every day cooing, Koel?
I look up at the sky, trees and birds in hopes of identifying the cuckoo that sings non-stop from morning till late evening.
The one thing that I had anticipated the least in India, is the bird talks. I am blessed to hear the bird conversations that reach my ears amidst the noise of AC, piercing the early morning darkness.
It’s so very beautiful to rest your head on the pillow cosily and listen to them with eyes closed. And when this cuckoo starts its pining call.....
Where are you?
May I have a conversation with you?
Will you show me your face soon?
To whom do you give your call?
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