This is the second time that a bird, whose breed I'm unaware
of, is nestling her babies over the highest layer of the chandelier, upstairs.
Though I've heard of how beautiful the process of giving birth is, it never occurred to me until I got to experience its warmth in real . Every day the bird would
bring layers of twigs to construct a nest, a home for her eggs which were
soon-to-become babies. The very first time the eggs hatched, baby birds would
twitch their neck upwards to gulp whatever little grains their mother fed them
with. Eventually the day arrived when they had grown big enough to fly, filling
the room with plenty of chirps and pips. As melancholic a day it was, it soon
succumbed to silence when they flew out of their ways, to explore a world of
their own.
The same process repeated and now the new ones are in their
feeding days, occasionally taking a peep from the top of the four layered
chandelier. Beautiful. Now I get it when they say how giving life to something
is one of the most beautiful creations of God. It will be a dry day when they
too will leave their temporary home. Life is beautiful, no doubt! Perhaps, what
makes it beautiful is realizing how useful we can make it by nestling every
second with utmost will.
The presence of shady people in your life shouldn't make you
hate life. Somewhere, they have been hurt too, to be that shady. It's unfair to
blame them or your destiny when things don't go as planned. Today you're happy,
and tomorrow could be just another unhappy day. But who cares? It's just
another sunset that will soon be followed by a sunrise, if you're willing
enough...to let go!
I'm glad that the expensive chandelier came of some use to
the birds, who could generate life, instead of being covered in dust. See, now
this was not something that was called for while purchasing it, right?
Sometimes, the most unexpected could play a pivotal role in shaping who you
are.
So... "Let go,
let go, because there's beauty in the breakdown" - Imogen Heap
As I end this blog, the birdy is now guarding her sleeping beauties, without winking an eye.
