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.