It is the nesting season once more and all around us we birds very busy . They carry dry grass and leaves to wherever they have chosen as the special place to build their home.

There is a dwarf variety of areca plant in our garden and its leaves grow in such a way that they are ideal for nests. A few years ago, a little bulbul built and laid eggs . One day to our horror, we saw a bigger bird which is carnivorous, eating the eggs. The little parent birds were screeching at top of their voices but they were helpless and we too could do nothing. That plant was never again used as a nesting place.

This year the bulbuls wanted to build their nest inside our house but we shooed them away. There are curtains in our verandah and they decided the space above the curtain cloth, supported by the rod an ideal place. We thought it a dangerous place and every time they brought in the dry leaves and sticks, we made the birds go away. We thought we had succeeded .

I was away for a week and when I came back home, I saw a secure nest built and the little bird sitting in it, calmly as you please. It is there and we are very careful not to move the curtains or switch on the fan. It would be terrible if the birds hit the fan. The little bird is there in the nest all the time. It goes out  for short intervals. In the mornings, we can see the bird very clearly , but during nights it looks like a grey fluffy ball. Hope everything goes on well.

Perseverance- that is what we learn from such small beings. Anything is  possible if we really want something. Where there is a will, there is a way.

Perseverance, bulbul

The drops of rain make a hole in the stone not by violence but by oft falling.  ~Lucretius (Titus Lucretius Carus (c. 99 BC – c. 55 BC) was a Roman poet and philosopher)

If we are facing in the right direction, all we have to do is keep on walking.  ~Buddhist Saying



By Lakshmi Bhat

I am a person who believes there is not enough darkness in the world to extinguish the light of a small candle. We live in a small place in South India. I love reading, blogging, stitching, traveling, photography, listening to people and many other things which make life so very nice and interesting. Blogging is a fun experience, it has brought me into contact with people in different parts of the world and it is good to read about their everyday life. In spite of the differences there is a sameness which is fascinating. I have learnt and am learning something everyday. I have learnt to write haikus. I enjoy combining the thought and the number of syllables. I have always read books and I was happy to write short fiction. I had thought I would not be able to do so. Stream of Consciousness and photo challenges are fun too. Yes, there is so much in life that is sad and that hurts us. Many a time I wonder why life is so unfair to so many. We all have problems in life but the problems of many seems unbearable. This makes me feel so helpless. It is not possible to help everyone but we can do our bit, we can do something to help some in whatever way we can. Due to the pandemic I could not go to the Home for the mentally challenged for two years. I had been going there since 2011. I have started going again. I was happy that some members remembered me :) All of them are an important part of my life. There have been many challenges in life and we have faced them with a positive approach. Our grandson and granddaughter have made our lives richer.

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