Migration

 Today is World Migratory Bird Day. From a young age watching flocks of birds rule the sky for over hours has been my major form of enjoyment. First, I was only enchanted in the beauty of their flapping wings and their mesmerizing melodies. Once I understood many forces are acting on it, I begin getting the feeling of astonishment. In spite of all of the gravity and drag with that small body it can produce so much thrust that it can lift itself to be in the place where it can get that bird-eyed view.

When I was just pondering about those days, when I sat down not to think about the future but just to stare at the birds fly across from tree to tree. When I was thinking about Migration as a whole, I jotted down my thoughts and this is what I wrote: -

When we exit the womb into the world,

When we acquire the maturity to identify good over bad,

When we adjust our need of food, to the need of money,

When we stop dreaming about others and begin planning for ourselves,

When we are pulled down and caged to allow our wings to be chopped,

When we decide on the words, we atter

I think we have changed -

Migrated from our comfort zone!!

Just as the constant chirp of the birds becomes inaudible....

Just as the constant buzz of your thoughts calm down even when your surrounded by chaos.

My thoughts as raw as they were.

I'm hoping to wake up one morning and see that the whole world lives harmoniously, with peace and ego-free lives. I know it will not happen until there's a big change, that everyone realizes is essential to adjust to these small changes we all go through.

- Bharathi Senthilkumar