“Much of the vitality in a friendship lies in the honoring of differences, not simply in the enjoyment of similarities”.
~ James Fredericks
As the sun’s rays pierced through the tissue curtains of the bedroom, I lazily picked up the mobile.
I had another hour to sleep as the schools are closed for summers. I turned around and lay there thinking I might sleep a little longer. But sleep evaded me. I finally gave in.
As I unlocked the veranda door, the soft and fragrant breeze touched my face making my sleepy eyes feel all refreshed. I yearned for a coffee. I was beating my coffee sitting on the staircase when I heard him. He took a dip in Ahluwalia uncle’s earthen bowl filled with water. Then he got out and splashed the excess water from his wings. He repeated it some five to six times and then there was a crowd. Three more of his tribe joined in. And as expected, they sang in choir waking up almost all of the neighbourhood.
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As I watered the plants in the verandah and filled up the two earthen bowls, I saw someone trying to commit suicide. I’m not joking. The wasp was sitting on the side of the earthen bowl. He then stretched down to quench his thirst. No splash but he ended up falling into the water. I plucked a leaf from my Hibiscus and put it into the water closer to him; making him climb onto it and then fly.
Mornings. Just lovely like always. Peace. Stillness. Bliss.
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