Based on a true story.

Short Friendship

  It had started and ended that day.

Not your average human-human friendship.

But one of a human-bird one.

It had been a long day of school. I flung my bag onto the sofa and Mom said,

"Guess what's in the garden, dear,"

I ran out. And guess what was waiting for me?

A small.Bald.Baby. Bird.

It was love at first sight and the little thing chirped. It opened its beak and cried. I got a dropper and fed it water. Then , as it's nest was on the roof, I left the baby in a styrofoam bowl under the nest.

But it's mother had not come. I researched that birds abandoning the babies due to human scent was a myth. I fed the baby again.It was the happiest day of my life.

 Five Hours Later

I went out to feed the bird again. Somehow the baby felt cold. I moved the 'nest' to a place shady. But the baby did not move as it will do when disturbed.

Then it hit me. The baby was dead.

I cried hysterically that night. I said a silent prayer hoping the baby will not blame me. 

 Then I buried it. Near it's nest. And on it's grave I engraved, 

Short Friendship between Me and Songbird.

Friendship is short but precious. Treasure every second of it.