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The birds were restless today.
Before, when I looked at them
Soaring high in the sky
I often imagined about how freedom exists
But today, they were different
Busy
Scared
Scared to fly too high in the sky
Scared to let go of any home they’ve occupied
A few others, few brave ones, there to pacify
It felt too dark for a second
As if they were preparing for a battle that was to come
As if it was the goodbye from brave members to the family they’ve become!
Searching safe shelter
Collecting enough food
Their chirps so loud, it was almost a noise
It felt too real
Relatable, I mean
For a moment they didn’t seem like the winged species who remembered legacies!
For a moment it felt as if I am watching the humans from one of many distant memories.
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Pragati Tiwari 