A Conversation Between - A Bird And The Pond

A bird flew towards the pond Sat on at one side of its bank And started a conversation You poor pond, don't you feel dumb Lying in one place, just waiting for others I feel pity at times as I pass by. See look around how beautiful this jungle is Those animals see them, they roam free That river, flowing from the mountain Reflecting the rays of the sun and moonbeams And day and night playing hides and seeks And my flying around from bushes to bushes Carrying grains, making shelter and laying eggs Speak up Pond and share your grief Pond with his inherent quality of calmness and patience Listen to everything and replied with a smile, Oh my dear bird, we all love the way you Flutter, mutter and does the chattering So nice of you to feel my pain which is not, I am happy go lucky I do not need to roam like you all You all come to me in a hurry and in thirsty state I enjoy when you take a sip, I love to feed you all Imagine if I start to roam, how will you find me? Probably without you around only few will be affected But without me, here you all will feel the pinch. I share your loneliness, your sorrows, and your victories And also your defeat, you all come back to me again and again Now think about what you feel and you will be proud of me.