Every day around 11 am in the morning, a crow with a weird 'caaack' sound sits on the parapet below the kitchen window and yells its little lungs out. My mom feeds it bits of chapati everyday, usually the first one off the pan, which doesn't taste too good. Usually i feed it on Sundays.
It's probably the closest i've come to having a pet. Some animal you can recognise just by its voice, one which you feed everyday, one who recognises you. So maybe this is the closest i've come to feeling the loss of a pet. The crow's been missing the last 2 Sundays i've been at home, and apparently it hasn't 'caaacked' in the intermittent weeks.
RIP crow. May you be fed your one chapati wherever you are.
4 comments:
aye even my terrace has a demanding crow.we leave rice there everyday to bribe it so it doesnt go to silveira uncle's terrace. (all the really spectacular birds go there). hope your crow comes back soon. may have just gone away for weekend.
i think your damned pet has come to borivali.
All flora and fauna are fast dying in Bombay city. Rotting mice, birds, etc lie in garbage dumps (sometimes not even there). New branches are cut off my favourite trees for no apparent reason from time to time. People are feeding doggies sleeping pills (MURDERING pills) to have a nice, clean neighbourhood....
We're a merciless lot who are rotting on the inside, just like that poor smashed sparrow there (see?)..
Get over it...
my mom feeds a crow a chapati a day ......
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