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A TRYST WITH DESTINY

     

                     

What a wonderful sight?, a flight of migratory birds descending over the Ana Sagar Lake. These migratory creatures travel across the globe along the flyways. They are an annual attraction to the birders and the non-birders. The majestic beauty of these birds gliding on the surface of water, their winged formations, and their synchronized flights continue to mesmerize us year after year.

As we walked along the circular pathway, we could see people tossing wheat puffs high up in the air and these birds swooping down to catch the feed. A  few even kept it on their palms while the birds made a sweep for it. These birds dared to fly over the walkway in numbers, performing acrobatics to indulge us right above our heads.

 The other day, I talked to my younger son, who had been working from home since the lockdown and intended to visit  Goa with his friends and work from there. A few of his friends had migrated to beautiful destinations far away from their homes for similar purposes. Mentally, I continued to draw an analogy with this avian migration.

Like these birds, even our young ones stay in our safe havens, perfecting their physiology and morphology. Soon, it is time for them to seek higher education or time to leave in pursuit of a job. They flap their wings and set out to soar higher and higher to the distant lands. They inhabit new places, take on new challenges, and even have new experiences in their world.

Irrespective of their size and color, birds have continued to represent life even in the oldest of literature, whether it is a Dove with an olive leaf as a symbol of peace, an Eagle for its sharp eyes, a Falcon for its power, a Peacock for its pride or a Swan for its grace. It is all to the tryst with destiny.   


 

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  1. PallaviMarch 4, 2022 at 5:15 PM

    Very true.. Good one Didi

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  2. UnknownMarch 4, 2022 at 6:03 PM

    Wow!!very true Swati and this is the first time I'm reading your blog..Too good

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  3. UnknownMarch 4, 2022 at 7:06 PM

    Good swati didi very well said

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  4. Dr. Rajeev SharmaMarch 4, 2022 at 7:50 PM

    Beautiful analogy between the working of nature & human nature

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  5. RavenMarch 4, 2022 at 9:02 PM

    Beautifully written, analogy drawn is mesmerizing. All the best eagerly waiting for your next work

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  6. anita sharmaMarch 5, 2022 at 7:21 PM

    Very true mamiji. Human behavior in accordance to the surroundings and his relationships has always been understood when we observe other living beings in their own groups. Well expressed. Thanks for sharing.

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  7. UnknownMarch 5, 2022 at 10:18 PM

    Very true. Well expressed.

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  8. abhirupMarch 10, 2022 at 5:42 PM

    Mam.. this was so beautiful.. never knew that you could write write well.. please keep sharing..

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  9. MitiMarch 10, 2022 at 7:12 PM

    Wow.. amazing read!!

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