Harmander Singh

He goes for evening walk with his elder sister, if he sees that she ponders about something too much, he cannot stop saying what he feels. She is pondering about something.

“You are thinking about your childhood, are not you,” he says.

“Yaw, it was a carefree time, is not it?” she replies.

“You know, when I go to see granny she always says that there are many things like our childhood,” he says.

“I do not understand it, which many things does she talks about?” she asks him.

“I explain you as she explains to me, all right,” he says.

“All right, let us sit on the benches over there in the corner,” he says.

“Ok, let us sit,” she says.

They approach towards the benches in the park and he says, “Why does bird fly?”

“ It enjoys as it does everything by flying and sitting like that bird flying as if going home in the evening after its days work, is not it?” she says pointing to a bird.

“What does it enjoy then?” he asks.

“It enjoys nature,” she replies.

“What in nature does it enjoy while flying?” he asks.

“It enjoys the fruits, flowers, trees, rivers and everything that attracts it” she replies.

“What really attracts it?” he asks.

“Well, when it is hungry food attracts it, when it is thirsty water attracts and when it feels alone all types of beauties attract it,” she replies.

“What do you think about the humans?” he asks.

“We cannot fly otherwise we would have enjoyed more than birds,” she says with a sigh.

“Why cannot we fly like birds?” he asks.

“It flies with its wings. We cannot do it, can we it?” she asks.

“You know in our dreams we fly sometimes. The granny says that the discovery of the airplane is because of birds. Is not it?” he asks.

“Yaw, we fly with our imagination and dreams,” she says.

“She says that we as humans are doing great things in the space science and technology, are not we doing greater than the birds?” he asks.

“We are but, we are having less birds than we had before flying in the sky?” she says in a pensive mood.

“I also cannot see as many different birds as you would have seen the granny says that the sky used to be full of bird’s singing songs? Is it true” he asks.

“Yaw, we cannot see so many birds, nowadays, singing those good songs?” she says.

“Yaw, when we look at the sky it seems empty, it is just embarrassing, is not it?” he says.

“That is why I go to see them in the zoo, what the granny says is right we cannot separate our self from the birds,” she says.

“Will we have flying birds in the sky when we get old,” he says.

“Please do not say such harsh words, we will have birds flying, will you do me this favor and stop saying such words?” she says.

She cries. He remains silent for a while then he also cries. They hug each other as if hugging the bird so that it may live long. Next day, she tells that in her deep sleep, she saw herself flying with the birds. She feels fresh whenever she looks at the sky full of birds, in the morning and in the evening. Daily Moral Insight for a Peaceful Night

Is not it a beautiful sight to see a bird flying?

Is not it greatly joyous to enjoy nature as a bird enjoys?

Is not it great tranquility to enjoy the present forgetting about past and future?

Is not it a blissful idea to have a flight of thoughts?

Is not it creative to sit alone, letting thoughts enjoy nature?


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