Hummingbirds

Hummingbirds

(Inspired by the pics on cindyknoke’s blog)

 

I came to know of hummingbirds

Only from a picture book

At the kindergarten I attended

I was determined to see them with my own eye and catch them

 

With a net for catching butterflies on my shoulder

I embarked on an excursion for search of the birds

I found azaleas in full bloom on bushes on the roadside

The picture book said the birds liked nectar of flowers

 

I waited and waited

I knew the birds would get hungry sometime

And must fly over to suck the nectar from the azaleas

I dreamed of bringing home some of the birds for keep

 

The birds never came

I was five then and our country was at war

Suddenly I noticed it was dark around me

Under a curfew there wasn’t a street lamp lit

 

I cried and cried

A policeman found me and took me

To a police station where my mother was waiting

The policeman laughed and so did my mother in tears

 

I am still looking for the hummingbirds

 

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