There is a pair
of kites that are flying outside my tenth floor window. All these years, I had
thought that there was just one bird which haunts our office windows. Because I
had never seen two together. It may have been the same one or different. Regardless,
I like to think that the pairing is new. Like spring in a new year. Maybe they
just met this spring morn. Maybe right outside my window when I was not sitting
at my desk. When I busy staring inanimate numbers down. When I was attending calls
which should probably mean nothing to me as a person, when I was away doing all
these inconsequential things, this pair of awe-inspring birds met and fell in
love. And missed this miracle. A shame, I say.
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| Kites (Photo Courtesy: www.grantatkinson.com) |
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