Early Morning (Slice of Life)

Our days have always begun early. And since the birth of our grandson in July 2013, they have begun earlier. We get up by five. I love to wake up a little later than usual on Sundays but the alarm in my mind wakes me up at five. :))I love these early morning hours. There is a certain serenity and quietness about them. Adding music to those hours is the chirpings of birds. Sometimes it is like an orchestra. I wonder what the birds are saying to each other? Maybe they are talking about their daily schedule. They are so busy the whole day.

A few years ago just before dawn we were startled to hear a whistling sound out of doors. We thought it was a person whistling. After this we heard this intriguing whistle every morning. We guessed that it might be a bird call. Indeed, when we looked in the book by the famous Indian ornithologist, Salim Ali, we came to know that it was the Malabar whistling thrush. The bird is so beautiful but we never got to see it. Unfortunately, we have not heard it for quite some time now. But many other birds like the bulbul, treepie, babblers and others come to eat the chapati pieces that we put out. We see sunbirds later in the morning. Squirrels are our visitors too.

Early this Monday morning, I happened to be in our verandah and it was good to see the moon. The moon has always fascinated me. It feels nice to see it at night or early in the morning. There is a different light to it.

“A quiet, dark night

With a shining moon above

Giving serene light.”

We also get to see it in the evenings. Many a time we have seen at the same time the moon high up in the east and the sun setting in the west over the Arabian sea. The moon adds a silvery magic to those early hours before dawn.

“Moon up and above us

Is soft, serene and shining

Soothes our lives always.”

The mornings after the full moon night are so beautiful. The moon is still visible. The beauty of the dawn is made more beautiful by the music of the birds. This reminds me of the following words by Rabindranath Tagore,“Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark.”


Early morning


Evening, just before sunset


Early Morning (Slice of Life)


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. I go to the Home for the Mentally challenged in our campus twice a week. I have been going there since 2011. The members are an important part of my life. The Covid has made it difficult for me to go there regularly. There have been many challenges in life and we have faced them with a positive approach. Our grandson and granddaughter have made life so much more richer.


  1. Those sounds of the day starting and ending are indeed beautiful. We have an owl in our suburban neighborhood who serenades us from time to time. We know what he is but have never seen him either. I kind of like that though.

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  2. Your home sounds lovely. I love to hear birds as well – like a choir, or in your words, an orchestra. Here where I live, a rooster crows while it’s still dark. It’s such a rustic, earthy sound, meaning that the light is coming. There’s a peace at this time of day not often found at any other. Congratulations on your grandson!

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