We are at my mom’s, enjoying our summer vacation. We have just had a sumptuous lunch. The children and their cousins are playing a board game in one of the bedrooms.
All the adults are seated or stretched out in the living room, as the day curtains billow in the cool breeze. Each time the curtains billow, one can see the green leaves of the trees outside, glistening in the bright, afternoon sun.
Most of us are trying not to sleep after that heavy lunch. We chat on and off, the pauses and silences are comfortable ones – those that belong to family, to love and to familiarity.
A sudden sweet bird song cuts through this family web. There is a pause, and the bird song plays again.
My sister says, ” Someone’s got a message.”
Hands and bodies reach out to their phones, like the arms of an octopus.
Most people in the room say that the ring tone is not theirs. The bird sound continues.
We quickly discover that there is a ‘real’ Bulbul bird sitting on our balcony, singing away merrily. We gently move the curtains to watch this beautiful bird.
Picture courtesy – Wikipedia
How musical it sounds! How could we even mistake it for a ringtone?
We laugh uneasily. The Bulbul gave us an important message today.
Maybe we should take more time to enjoy the simple pleasures of life, those that are not in any way connected to technology or smartphones.