As the sun sets…

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She flew across the sky
Her throat felt parched
Bits of food she sought
Her babies she had left
Alone in the nest
Hungry they would be
Was her only thought

She swooped down low
Picked some morsel
Flew back to her home
To her three tiny babies
who chirped with delight
As she fed them bits
She hugged them tight

Soon she was flying again
In search of more food
Flying endlessly at times
The scorching hot sun
Never dithered her daily run
She had to feed her babies
Was her sole aim and thought

Fear dawned upon her
As she left them unguarded
Flying across the sky
She felt tired and drained
Soon they would grow up
With large wings and feathers
This gave her solace strength to fly

At times no food she found
Tears she shed of sorrow
Her babies chirped endlessly
With hunger that only grew
She would flap and fly across
Look for some bits and morsels
To feed her hungry littles
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Grief choked her throat
As sorrow gripped her heart
Unable to see her tiny tots
Lying with hunger distraught
Her deep cry to the almighty
Saved her babies and herself
Soon she flew and time began to fly

Babies grew up… now older
She pushed them from the nest
With her bleeding heart
She sent them flying away
It was time for them to fly
View the world and around
and manage their own way

Tears she cried of joy
As she saw her kids fly
They had flown the nest
Roamed around the world
Made their own new nest
Successful in their endeavor
Happy and free they were

Tears she cried of loneliness
Her wings old and battered
She had lost her strength to fly
She moved around the nest
Not knowing what to do
Her time in this world was over
There was nothing she could do

Time and tide had aged her
She sank into the nest
Tired and lonely she felt
As she lied down to take rest
Her eyes peered outside
For a glimpse of her child
Time was running out

She knew it wouldn’t last
Wishing to see her angels
She chirped with behest
To the almighty she prayed
And even as she succumbed
She heard wings flap
Her eyes now weak opened

One had come back home
In time to see her depart

“Not yet Ma not so soon
You have yet to live
Love my little ones
Spend time with them
And train them anew”

And soon there chirped
Lovely and lively babies
She smiled and pecked
As now life seemed renewed
Almighty had heard her prayer
Sent these baby angels to her
Her eyes filled with love

She gazed at her own child
An epitome of love and care
Had never forgotten her
Retained her in the heart
Her heart filled with gratitude
A silent prayer she sent
For his solace and fortitude…

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Beautiful sunset…

Writing a novel was great fun. But editing it took quite some time. But I am done with my first novel and have started writing my second one.

After having done a lot of writing and editing I felt it was time to take a short break. The climate here in Dubai is cool now and its great fun to be outdoors. Yesterday I had been to the Mamzar beach, Dubai and the cool breeze was actually mind blowing.

The sun was just setting and the sea looked absolutely beautiful. As the huge red ball of fury dipped slowly into the cool sea, I stared at it with wonder. How many times have we all seen sunsets? Many times I am sure. But surprisingly each time it is different. Probably not different but special.

However much I tried to look around at the other people on the beach, or the children playing in the water, my gaze shifted back to the setting sun.

Some people were barbecuing meat and stuff and there was this smell of coal burning, the sound of children laughing and the waves dashing away…

I enjoyed the sunset and yet I felt melancholy for a second. But with the moon light and the breeze getting cooler, my mind was back to being positive and happy again.

The sun would rise again tomorrow and when it would get hot in the afternoon, I would wish that the sun would set and cool breeze would start blowing again…

My car was parked right on the beach and I just had to take a few steps to wet my feet in the sea. I should have taken my laptop along, or maybe a pen and a book to write a few pages of my next novel. I am sure that such a beautiful scene where nature defines itself to its optimum would make the words flow and help me in creating a beautiful book…