UNREAL REALITY

Before you read- I was walking down the street and suddenly suspected I am in a dream. I wasn't sure when I discovered if I was in a dream or not. 

I was walking down the street, it was a rainy day since morn. The smell of petrichor was enhancing the mood. Frogs jumping out of bushes and birds chirping. I like dawn, an airy one. I was walking on a not-very busy street, with a blue rain jacket, an umbrella and pair of black boots, I was humming with a tune and jumping on the pass by puddles. The drizzles were on- ripples formed looked in different patterns. It was June, the just start of monsoon. I noticed a white pigeon sitting right on a tree; saw its reflection in one of a puddle. It looked unique, like a beautiful fairy cursed into a pigeon. I turned back to see it, but lo! there was a nasty looking black crow. I thought for a moment if I was in a dream or not, it didn't look so real. I looked back in that puddle but, I was still able to see the reflection of a white pigeon. I again checked aback, it was a black crow only. 

This was so puzzling, I had to figure out if I was in a dream or not. I came close to that one tree and searched for the pigeon. 

And then, I realized I was seeing the reflection of the light which looked to me as a white pigeon. Our eyes are so clever! And then I discovered I wasn't dreaming. But somehow that bird was magical.