There’s a exhaust fan in our kitchen which surprisingly seems to be an attractive nesting place to mynas. Every year a couple of myna build a nest in my mother’s kitchen, breed and feed their young ones and fill the place with their droppings and feathers. My mother naturally is annoyed to clean the place everyday, with the constant chirping and mostly with the inability to use that exhaust fan. One day when I was home during my college holidays she told me how she misses those birds, their chirps and seeing those young ones trying to fly,how it is no more annoying to clean their dirt and how she waits for the birds to come again the next breeding season. The same moment she looked at me and said, “just like these birds all three of you too flew away from me, miles away from home.”
Every time I see these birds, there is a lump in my throat, my mother’s sad face in my mind and a sudden wish to leave everything and go home.
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