Cycle of Life

"And that's how it's done! All smooth....once again. And as always, she won't smell a thing", she smiled to herself. One quick glance, and she took off to her world - the world of music. She can now let herself be completely lost in that beautiful world of hers, worrying nothing about any family ties.

Like every other day, She finished her work as soon as she could and flew home to be with her dear ones. Just one look at those uncracked white darlings, and she forgot how tedious her day had been. Cleaning up the mess made by the two-legged creatures who tread on Earth like they own her, is not as easy as it looks. Yes, they shoo her away, throw stones at her and even call her "Kaliya". But none of these has ever let her down. "Laugh at me as much as you want. I'll keep doing what I do best, what I love the most.", She tells them every day. They just wouldn't understand. All these worries, however, vanish as soon as she gets home.

Now, she might let you take her for granted. But she can never be fooled. It didn't take very long for her to figure out the new addition to her family. That didn't make a difference to her though. She would gladly give her love and warmth, equally to all of them, and would wait anxiously for all of them to hatch. The whole world blames her, laughs at her, calls her 'stupid'. She has never understood the word. No matter how hard she tries, she can never bring herself around that one word.

Patiently she answers:

"To look after an unborn that is not mine,

To give it love and warmth like my own,

Is a duty bestowed upon me

By my Mother Nature.

Let me not question,

Let me not complain.

The cycle of life,

Will be done for generations yet to come."