Tuesday, April 6, 2010

THE GOLDEN BIRD

I walk around with the hot nagpur sun over m head.
The sun is blinding me and burning my skin but I cant do anything because I have to bear this heat for the moment. A tree comes to my rescue, shielding me from the continuous attack of the solar rays. I look up to thank the tree for it has provided me relief.I see a flutter in the tree it was just for a moment, just to catch my attention but as I observe closely I see a beautiful collection of colors on a little creature. Its a bird.
I don't know its name but its beautiful. its golden color reminds me of the gold worn by people on happy ocassions. In this sea of dried trees this beautiful bird gives me hope that the most beautiful of all things thrive in the harshest of conditions.
The bird is a Eurasian Oriole, difficult to spot as its color is golden and is hard to see in the sun. When I saw it for the first time, I was stunned by its color and left admiring its beauty for some time till I was shaken by friend telling me "dude u are late for the class. come fast or else you wont be allowed"

It is said that thousands of years ago a golden bird sailed over the skies of india giving hope and happiness to the people, could this be that elusive bird.