Day 11/21
Ever imagined the effect that emerald green stare has on you?
And especially, when it's coming from a pigeon you don't know whether to laugh and shrug it off or actually sit thinking about it the whole day.
While we gradually make our way towards the 5th of April all geared up to light the lamps or send a signal out into the void with the flashlight,
Who cares what the cosmos are up to?
It's like a vibration;
Sending out some energy
Who absorbs it and who doesn't
That's not really up to us!
It's funny how we try to make the most of everyday,
Putting in every effort to make each day unique
Trying extremely hard to break the monotony
But somehow we end up playing Psych with friends like everyday.
The fact that you can trace the pattern in the way every week or day works
Doesn't even render the joke funny anymore.I
t's like envying the pigeon for a while
How it can smirk at you and fly out in the open sky,
Without giving a shit about what's lock down and what's quarantine.
It's like you wouldn't be even stopping for a minute amid your daily (before Corona) routine to see how pigeons are doing,
Except of course, if you're really into feeding them grains or interested in watching them flock together.
But who even asks them on usual days?
And with its single flapping of the wing,
It could bring before me a myriad of thoughts about
how grateful I should have been and still should be for every breath taken.
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