Dream Steem Keyword of the Week : LIGHT SPEED

I raised my head and saw a bird sitting on the window sill. Its wings were multi-colored, and its eyelashes were tiny but it looked as beautiful as if a rainbow blossomed on my window sill.

  
Every now and then, the bird wanted to roll over in gust of wind and fall on my bed. It would be difficult for a beautiful bird to fly from my room. How can a bird fly? I bolted the window panes with lightning speed.

When she removed the sheet, and turned towards me, I felt as if a warm blanket came over my whole body. Outside, there was a dense fog that covered everything like a white sheet.

I did no harm to the bird, but she just kept sitting with her eyes closed. I quietly asked her about her thesis. The bird was lying with her eyes closed.

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I got up and started preparing tea now. There was a tenderness in the sound of the stove in the winter dawn. The deep blue flame looked cool too. Yesterday morning, the sky outside the window was yellow.

She came close to me and kissed me while removing the curtains from the window. When the curtain was removed, there was another bird on the window! So beautiful! The bird opened her eyes when the flame of the stove was high.

I looked at the window near the bed. The imagination of sitting with closed eyes was no longer there. She was really sitting near me. 'That bird! A lovely guest from the fog', I thought.

Leaving the tea on the low flame, I went to brush my teeth. The bird inserted its head, and I felt something coming from the sky. I laughed and said, "Even if you are not from this state, you are no less than an angel for me."

The bird didn't even move. When I started preparing an omelette, the bird looked at me. I couldn't see what movement the bird made. The bird did not express her objection to my breaking the egg, but I knew it would come the next morning.

This method of bird tracking seemed most disgusting to my researcher coworker. I remembered how Reena wanted me to join in her research and was ready to do anything for that. And the fact that she was here was proof of her willingness.

"You'll have to make arrangements to buy me another egg only after we see you off," I teased Reena.

Looking at me, she said, "Tell me, should I go next week? I have to complete my thesis. If I don't give it by this December, it will be too late."

She continued, "I'm gonna be out of your city. I'll catch a train to my hill station. Can you join me for a month? Winter is almost starting there."

I said, "You go alone now; today I will go and reserve your ticket. I will come a few days later. I have some other projects to complete after you leave."

On my way to the railway station, I stopped the bike in front of an ice cream parlor. Then I comfortably spread out on a chair and started thinking about a trip to her hill station while lighting a cigarette.

The next day, after calculating for a long time, I called the planning director of my office on the phone. Arranged exactly one month's leave. Everything was over in exactly half an hour.

Then, I thought of reserving my ticket for her city today itself. I had planned two or three days with my bird. There will be snow, me, and my bird the whole day. I wanted to enjoy walking on the snow during the day, and the night lit by the fire in me and her! I had planned to climb the hill of excitement. I was ready to fly with Reena for as long as she wanted me to fly.

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Suddenly I was interrupted by a call from Reena: "It has started snowing here."

She further added, "The leaves will be covered with snow till noon or maybe all day long."

"So, can I come?"

Sorry, it's something else. I am working on my thesis, and the thing is that our adventure spot is about fifty kilometers away from here. Migratory birds have come to the sanctuary in search of shelter. There are many other rare birds too. So once I come down from this hill after a month, then we will meet.

How's the project? Good luck." I replied with a smile, disconnected the phone, and went to the bed with lightning speed. Jenny was waiting for me. I wasn't going to miss my birds. I smiled and though, even the LIGHT SPEED will feel slow when it looks at my speed of bird-watching.

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