After so many years
Early in the morning
Before the advent of the Sun
A sweet chirping sound
Not irritating the ears of dawn
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.
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.