“When You don’t have the Means, you create them”
Seems this is what these Boys at Kesho Pur Subzi Mandi seems to be saying to them selves. And probably hinting the same to others too
I’m just wondering, peene ke Baad yeh fainkte to honge nahi, Subzi isi mein daal ke dete honge hume
And by the way if you want to Watch the Video, then here it is :- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V885ojSvVBE
Every Weekday Morning it’s a pain to wake up from the slumber…
But on a Sunday it takes a minute to get up, irrespective if it’s April or December….
Today Morning when I got up and went to the terrace,
Just loved the cool breeze on my face….
On the terrace, I picked up the Earthen Bowls,
Which are meant for the Fowls.
And as usual, Put Bajra in one and Poured water in another,
And wait for the Birds to Come, Eat, Drink and create a Flutter..
In the meanwhile, when I casually peeped down….
From my terrace could see half of the Town
There is a whole new world that I Witness…..
A world of Love, Work, and not an iota of duress
Milk Man delivering Milk, Door to Door,
And the Newspaper wala aiming his rockets at each floor….
Some of my neighbours, Going for their walk….
And Chowkidar Bhaiya.. Washing the cars while indulging with them in a short talk..
And then as I look up, I see a flock of Birds…
Parrots, Crows, Pigeons All are there……. But I miss seeing Sparrows.
I see them flying from one roof to another……
And What they must be thinking while doing this, I wonder.
With their wings wide open…. They take a flight
And land on a terrace which they think is right…..
And then again in a few minutes, they move to another place,
And I silently request them to come closer, so that I can see their face.
They do Oblige…… And pass close to me as if they are playing a game…..
And I am disappointed as all look the same.
How would they know…. Who’s who?
Or is it just we Humans that can’t see through….
They have their own lives and we have our own……
But they live in a Flock….. And we some times alone.
I just wonder do they sometimes want to be a human,
If they do….. Then I am sure they have a bad acumen.
Now, I notice… The birds coming to my terrace and doing some chatter
Guess they have come to Eat Bajra & Drink some Water,
I Quietly Drift away and let them have their food,
These are the small moments that really make you feel good
It was a wonderful and thoughtful start to the day….
O My Lord, I Pray make every day as cheerful as a Sunday.
There is something magical in a Sunday…
Seems it’s not just ours, but even God’s Special day…