MYNA

THERE SIT’S A TINY LITTLE MYNA CHIRPING HER HEART OUT.

WHAT FOR?

KEEPS ON TURNING HER HEAD TO AND FRO, BENDING FORWARD AND BACKWARD TRYING TO SNUGGLE INTO

HER OWN FEATHERS.

WHAT FOR?

SHE FLEW FROM PILLAR TO POST, TRYING TO CONVEY SOME MESSAGE.

WHAT FOR?

KNOWING THAT IT IS OF NO USE, SHE FLEW AWAY.

BECAUSE HUMANKIND WOULD NOT UNDERSTAND HER.

THEY HAD LOST THEIR HUMANITY.

THEY HAD LOST THEIR ABILITY TO SEE AND PERCEIVE SIMPLE THINGS INNOCENTLY.

EVEN A LOVELY LITTLE PRIM ROSE NEED TO BE DISSECTED, FOR ITS AGE OLD EXISTENCE, WHICH DOES NOT

COMMENSURATE WITH ITS FRESH IDEAS AND IDEALOGIES.

ONCE AGAIN THE MYNA CAME BACK TO HAVE A REVIEW, ONLY TO BE BRANDED AS ABNORMAL.

FOR THE SIMPLE REASON, SHE IS A BIRD, A BEING OF FREEDOM.

BUT A BIRD’S PLACE IS HER NEST.

YET, SHE HAD CHOSEN THE CLOUDS TO BE HER DWELLING POT HOLE.

WENT ALL OUT TO MAKE IT HER HOME.

SHE DID WIN IN FINDING HER DREAM NICHE, ONLY TO BE SHATTERED BY THE AUDACITY OF KNOWLEDGE, THAT CLOUDS

CANNOT HOME A BIRD!

CLOUDS ARE MEANT TO BE THE MENTORS OF THE TINY SWEETLY SALTENED DROPLETS OF STRICT REGIMENTAL

KNOWN THEORIES AND FACTS.

FOR, KNOWLEDGE BELIEVES INNOCENCE TO BE INSANE.

FOR, KNOWLEDGE BELIEVES FRANKNESS TO BE DEPRESSION.

FOR KNOWLEDGE BELIEVES CREATIVE UNDERSTANDING TO BE HALLUCINATION.

FOR KNOWLEDGE BELIEVES JOYFUL EMANCIPATIED BUBBLINESS TO BE NAÏVE IMMATURITY.

IS IT SO?

THE SPECULATIONS OF SO CALLED ALL KNOWING AND ALL PROVEN ANTIDOTES WITH THE LOGICAL MIND UNWILLING

TO ACCEPT THE FACTUAL FACT THAT EVEN ALL THOSE THEORETICAL PROOFS PROMPTED BY SOMETHING DEEP WITHIN,

SOMEWHERE AT DEEPER SUB-CONSCIOUS LEVEL.
THE MYNA TRIES TO SPREAD HER WINGS, NOT TO BE CAGED ANYMORE BY THE FAÇADE AND THE HYPOCRISY OF BOTH

KNOWLEDGE AND IGNORANCE.

TO HER UTTER DIS-HEARTENMENT, REALISE THAT ALREADY SHE IS CRIPPLED, HER WINGS TORN, HER FEATHERS FRAGILE

UNABLE TO ACTIVATE THE STIFFENING MUSCLES, CONTRACTING EVERY MOVEMENT.

PAIN GRIPPING THE ORGANS AFTER EVERY NORMAL BIRDIE POSTURE.

TO HER DISMAY, SHE RECOLLECTS THAT SHE HAS BEEN IN PAIN FOR THE PAST FEW YEARS.

WITHOUT COMPLAINING, SHE WENT ABOUT HER DAILY CHORES, MAKING IT EASY FOR HER OWN MUSCLES WITH HER SO

CALLED SILLY, IMMATURE BUBBLY SENSE OF HUMOUR.

ALL ALONG SHE HAD MADE A MISTAKE OF ACCEPTING HER STATE OF AFFAIRS.

WOULD NOT FIGHT FOR THE SIMPLE REASON, SHE BREATHED FOR EVERYBODY ELSE.

SHE EXISTED TO ENABLE OTHERS EXISTENCE COMFORTABLE AND COSY.

SHE VIBRATED TO LIGHTEN UP AND LIFT UP THE SPIRITS OF HER OWN DEAR AND NEAR ONES.

EVERY TIME SHE VISITED THE CLOUDS, IT WAS TO PERFORM A GRAHAPRAVESAM OF ITS KIND.

YES! EVERY TIME SHE SPREAD HER WINGS, SHE COULD CREATE A CONSTRUCTIVE LOKA - A DIMENSION AND NOT JUST

A HOME FOR SOMEBODY OR THE OTHER, FOR THEM TO BREEZE AROUND.

TO MAKE THEM UNDERSTAND THAT MAN IS ON A TOURIST VISA TO THE EARTH PLANE.

AND NATURE HAS TRUSTINGLY ENTRUSTED THE NATURE FORMING “A TRUST “, THAT HE CAN ENJOY THE FACILITIES

AVAILABLE, BUT DO NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO DISTURB OR MISUSE.

VERY CLEVERLY MAN HAS DISSOLVED THE “TRUST” THINKING THAT HE IS BEING SMARTER, DESTROYING THE FLORA

AND FAUNA, CONCRETING HER AND MAKING HER BREATHLESS.

HOW LONG CAN SHE GO THROUGH THIS SUFFOCATION?

NOW, IT IS ME.

INSPITE OF UNADULTERATED MIND, ENGULFED BY THE ATTRIBUTES OF EMPATHY, SYMPATHY AND COMPASSION FOR

FELLOW (HU)MANKIND, MADE MYSELF VULNERABLE TO GET VICTIMISED BY S L E.

SYSTEMIC LUPUS ERYTHEMATUS.


THE PRESENT SITUATION IS JUST AN ALARM BELL.

IF I CAN FIND A NICHE FOR OTHERS IN THE SKY, THEN WHAT IS STOPPING ME FROM FINDING MY OWN STRENGTH BACK?

FINALLY THE CRIPPLED MYNA NAVIGATED BY HER BIRDIE INTUITION PROCEEDS TOWARDS

SILENCE AND ANONYMITY.

NOT TO LICK HER WOUNDS IN PRIVATE, BUT TO BOUNCE BACK TO LIFE, NOT AS A TINY LITTLE VULNERABLE MYNA,

BUT AS A HUGE RAJALI.

TO VIBRATE AND RADITE NOT ONLY LOVE, PEACE AND JOY.

BUT ALSO STRENGTH, HEALTH AND DETERMINATION.