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Tribute to the chirpy friends!

Hello readers!

I have witnessed a true date with nature! Beauty at its zenith...as if God came to earth!


Bharatpur Bird sanctuary also known as the Keoladeo National Park was the place which left me spellbound. Far away from the hustle bustle on Delhi streets and the mundane day-to-day life, this was an unexpectedly memorable visit.


I confess that I had never observed birds so closely as I did this time. I never knew that these little creations of God embodied within them unbound beauty and charm. As it is said, each gift of the almighty has something to teach us, I learnt a lot from our chirpy friends.


  • Of course, the multitude of birds I saw are still fresh in my mind, I realised that each one of them is unique in their own way. They live together in harmony abiding by the implicit rules of community living. For they know that life is not about living for oneself but about living together with the rest.
  • The chirping voices tell me that one should never lose the zing in life. There must always be something to be cheerful about or else life starts losing its meaning. Like great men say that it is not the destination but the journey that makes all the difference.
  • The ornithologist, Mr. Vinayan, who guided us during our visit, repeatedly said that in order to see the birds, it is necessary to be a part of silence. I love to talk and sometimes fail to observe the miracles happening around me. Busy in gossiping, attending lectures, studying and other activities, I had never noticed the fascinating aves. I was mindless of the fact that this part of nature co-exists with me. Yes, I know now that "Small is beautiful !"
  • While watching a bird carry a worm in its beak, I imagined that her little children must be waiting for her on a tree's branch. That is when I remembered that "God gives every bird its food but he doesn't throw it into its nest." After all, we all thrive and survive by working towards a better tomorrow. But in the end what lasts is hope, faith and love and love lasts forever !! 
  • And yes last but not the least, what is most wonderful about birds is their flight. I was completely enraptured to see the elegance and grace with which the birds open up the plumage to fly high in the sky. Despite being aware of all dangers, the bird flies fearlessly to accomplish the mission it has set out for!  

This short and sweet trip will remain etched in my heart forever. I enjoyed every moment I spent with my pals and birdies. This reminds me of the tagline of Malaysia Airlines' commercial which says that "Journeys are made by the people you travel with."

Thank you!

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