Poetic view of quotidian afternoon!

In the realm of stubborn heat the wind caresses the golden river. One feels a penchant for the ever-changing emotions of the nature. The sudden start of minivet at the fall of stone by the mischievous wind or the fumbling of shrike who missed its meal as the rampant wind jostles the blade on which a little beetle was resting. The firm hold of that falcon on that topmost but lonely spot of the leafless tree where the treacherous wind plays hide and seek to loosen its grip. The brother swallows, who fly criss-cross each-other at the sight of insect as if rejoicing this serendipity. The diabolic shadows of vultures who at the mercy of warm winds had a late start but a steady rise take them to a height where others only aspire to reach. The flycatcher which steers its sail on the wavy wind and at times seem to be loosing the sailing fun in the tempest. The pied kingfisher who takes a straight dive into that mirage of ripples (formed by fish which occasionally come to surface for fresh air); steering assiduously into fathoms of formless but thick blanket of air. The pond heron standing still on one leg reminding of a meditating sage oblivious of the menacing wind. The constant chirping and jumping of the tiny warblers challenging the agile wind to the game of “catch me if you can”. The peaceful doves  who live in the utopian kingdom where its enough for everyone hence do not seem to mind when a dove of another community is picking hay, blown by generous wind, besides them. The prying eyes of lapwing trying to find culprit of “who did it?”. The swooshing sound of wind against the deserted ruins of baya nest telling us an untold story of the unsuccessful love. The wagtail drumming the hot deserts with its tail reminding the warm winds the days when the earth was blue and goddess of prosperity the reigning queen.

king vulture @waterhole

king vulture @waterhole

baya nest

baya nest

drongo

drongo

kuno river

kuno river

asian koel

asian koel

The sights of nature are many.We can relate them with most of the facets of life. But do we have time to “stand and stare”? If we do, observing small gifts of nature seems invaluable especially birds!!! .

to many more birding 🙂

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