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Little things – who knew!

Chirp, chirp, chirp – I hear them from dawn to dusk.

Who knew the sound of their voice could melt hearts, the way first stream of sun’s warmth melts snow?

Who knew they could expand our hearts like a balloon filled with air of happiness?

Who knew they could steal our hearts with swift flutters of their soft feather and wings?

Who knew their tiny feet could hinge onto our heart strings?

Who knew their eyes could show us the dreams that we had never seen?

Who knew!

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Little things: A string of ducks

As we live in yet another month during this pandemic, I like many others have connected with mother nature in more than one way. This time is slow with limited mobility and socializing. So, a few days back we drove to a nearby lake before the break of dawn. We sat their on the rocks and quietly listened to the cool morning breeze, the chirping of birds and drizzle.

We walked around the lake and I spotted a string of stunning white ducks feasting on the green grass around the lake. This seemed like a huge family of grandparents, parents and grandkids. I tiptoed towards them and quietly stood a few yards from them. They didn’t seem to be bothered by my presence, so I tiptoed a little closer and then, more. The ducks became aware of my presence and started moving towards the lake. I sat down where I was and then moved a little closer as they engrossed themselves in feasting. I think they realised that I was not a threat and became comfortable around me. While eventually a few of them got into water, many were still around me. I somehow, without much trying gained their trust.

How wonderful would it be to gain trust of the other inhabitants of Earth whom we exploit for our selfish desires?

Let’s be a little less selfish 🙂

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Little things: A moth

Have you ever felt melancholy with your spirit struggling to look up and out of the blue a small thing, gesture or something miniscule that on a jaunty day would barely catch your eye, suddenly wakes up your spirit and brings a smile to your face?

Something like this happened to me when I saw this beautiful moth. It’s called rose-myrtle lappet moth. I’d never seen such a beautiful moth in my life and its bright green colour filled me with exuberance.

There’s something about little things – when they happen, they bring smiles.

Imagine living a life waiting for the big moments to happen.