THE SPARROWS
After
so many years
Today
Yes,
today
Early
in the morning
Before
the advent of the Sun
A sweet
chirping sound
Not
irritating the ears of dawn
I
heard.
It was
a pleasant waking call.
Our
curiously numb body came out in the open
To see
a pair of sparrows hopping
And
merrily fluttering their wings.
As if
they were saying
That boredom
reigned all around without you,
So we came
to see you
And
stay here for a while.
I also
wanted the same
From
the core of my heart,
But
how could I speak out my mind
As we
were the one
Who
had killed the trust
Of
your innocence.
Instinctively,
I ran into my house
And
brought a bowl of grains.
And tried
to place the bowl before them,
But
they flew away in fear
As
they were suspicious of us.
With a
saddened heart
I kept
the bowl on the road
And hid
myself behind the curtain.
After
sometime they came
They
came close to the bowl
But
with a very watchful eye
Becoming
sure of our cordial intention
Both
started pecking the grains.
I was understanding
everything
But
failed to convince them
That all
are not the same
Devils
do stay amongst humans.
May be
they were getting the point
And clouds
of doubts disappearing.
Now
both started coming every day,
Started
coming closer to us.
Bringing
haystack
They
started making their nest.
Their
every move was heartening
Appearing
to be filled
With
pleasure and enthusiasm.
A few
days later eggs were laid,
They
turned into three featherless chicks
Gaining
feathers fast
And
turning into another sparrows.
Nesting
of five was a mirror of metropolitan life,
But
crows are everywhere.
One
day one of them snatched away the chicks,
Faith
got ambushed and hurt again
And
the nest turned into ruins.
Both
of them kept coming for some time
Desperately
searching for something.
Though
I had given them a strong nest,
But
couldn’t give them a secure land of trust.
Gradually
the sparrows stopped coming
And
left twittering in the human habitation
Now it is just ME
And the NEST of the Sparrows.
Rajiv/(15/03.2023)