Last year, sometime around September, I told my dad, I want to build a sparrow house. He said no. I said it is important for me and the sparrows and mother nature and whole other reasons. At this point in our relationship, he had stopped arguing and started giving in to all my wishes. He sighed, shook his head and said that we will try to check if we can get a carpenter. I got busy with my work and he got busy with his plans in life.
For some months, the sparrow house was the last thing on my mind. But now, when I spoke to someone(He doesn’t want to be named, I have so many mystery angel’s in my life that I can’t complain to Him about anything anymore) about it, He told me that there is someone he knows who shifted to Abu Dhabi and has a sparrow house he wanted to give. I said PERFECT. Though I want to build a huge one myself sometime in the future, I would really want this one too.
So, A thought in September materializes in May. Not bat at all. Thanks to the wonderful kids in my building, Here is a part of my dream coming true.

It is strange how life works out. Yesterday night, I was so disappointed with the world. People are cheating, copying, killing. It started with me watching the movie “Accepted” The movie Faltu is a rip off of the movie “accepted” I was so pleased that indian cinema made a movie like Faltu. It had its non veg humor but besides that, the concept was amazing. Day before yesterday, I saw “Accepted” and realized that it is so… Why can’t people make their own movies. why do we copy?
I watched “Half Ticket” and was so annoyed. It took me more than 30 minutes to adjust to the speed of the movie. I could guess all the jokes which was slightly disappointing but Kishore Kumar managed to make me laugh at the end of it. Why are same jokes copied? Everything is so fast now. People eat while watching tv, I do too, but why? They are always busy, always running, for what? Recently there was a photo of fat Aishwarya in some newspaper. Why are we celebrating someone’s negative news? why are we telling it to other people? What is wrong with people?
Kids are the only ones who seem sane to me. Kids show me hope and truly are a breath of fresh air in this $#%$^% world. Kids tell me that there is a better tomorrow coming, hopefully.
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