Feathery Blues

Soft coos broke through my train of thoughts. By god, those birds look way happier than most people I have seen. What could be their secret? We have everything; a comfortable home, a secure career or a perfect education strategy, legs and hands to access anything we want, to travel…..oh travel! Birds can travel anywhere they wish to, sleep anywhere, eat anywhere and not be a liability. Just as Newton had analyzed gravity from a fallen apple instead of having it for lunch, seeing the birds flap their wings made me direly desire for a personal set of wings.

Yes yes many may argue saying,” We have airlines to travel and other modes to go anywhere we please, bla bla”, but hey! Can we travel anywhere, anytime and free of cost? The answer is a huge no slapped across your face, my friend. Imagine actually having wings on your back. I mean, you’ll look absolutely gorgeous like an angel, you save money on transport,and go anywhere you please! My first trip would be to the magical city of lights-Paris.(Obviously I would be a migratory human-bird thing.)I would tower over the Eiffel Tower, weave my way through the clear skies, perch on top of trees and make my mark upon the city(somehow, I haven’t given it any thought yet). I would be the sole queen of the place(obviously, because duh! I got wings, what do the rest of the poor babies have?). Then I would love to spend lazy hours by beautiful beaches just watching waves gush by…oh the beauty!

Then probably I would come back to my place and do some charity work, run a few errands, transport a few kids to school on my back, fly off to college and fly out of the window if I don’t like a particular class.I can sit on rooftops and engorge myself with the mesmerizing beauty of my city. Ah I guess I don’t have much thoughts based on the fact that I actually will never have wings and I will never know how much I can put them to use.

And that is exactly why birds are birds and I am not. I need to put more thought to it. I definitely want to travel the whole world, but I am guessing it will not be as much fun doing it alone. I would need a companion, but I wouldn’t be unique. Let me go back to my normal thoughts about events that can happen.

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