Something Special

      Its casual that, birds used to sit on my window for  eating food grains, sometimes taking rest and flying away. Chirping sounds of birds fill my everyday mornings.  I feel happy and fresh while hearing the sound even though I liked it,  I didn’t realize how special it was  until I realized the value of each moment.

         I am blessed to see and hear the birds. There’s no personal , society’s or natural destruction now, I am living in a peaceful place, ( not considering my past and future) this moment is peaceful and fulfilled enough for me to  listen to the birds . This thought makes this casual incident very special one. Yes life has many such special events. I learned, If we starts look at life at different perspective life looks more special. 

Daily prompt:Casual


15 thoughts on “Something Special

    1. When sister is eldest I feel brother, sister relationship is almost like mother, son relationship. I have to be like that to my brother when my mother fallen ill when were small. Now I lost him. Not because of this day, I remember him. Not even a single day or single minute is passing without his remembrance. I don’t want to spread negativity so I didn’t commented in your post. I believe for his good heart my brother would have reached eternity and will always bless us.

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      1. I can well understand your feelings!!! As I had gone to through the same face being young in 12 and lost my friend who was being my brother!! Though not related to blood but the feelings are same!! I understand you and thank you and love you as a person you are !!

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