Beautiful crowded, they said.
I was standing behind my office's window on the third floor to enjoy the view like usual (I often do it). That midday was the different midday than usual. There were too many birds in one circle, flying like they were scared. They were flying nowhere, they just flied back and forth to that place again, and again. I know, something didn't seem right. Usually, there are only some of birds (like one to three) that flying a while in the sky.
Maybe, some of people have ever thought "How lucky you are for being a bird. You are free, you can fly to everywhere no matter how high and how far you want."
But then, a little bird flied near my sight, she stepped a side, sat on a branch of tree. "Who says that being a bird is lucky?" she chirped. "Being human is luckier than we are. You, human, don't know how worry and scared we are, when the heavy rain suddenly comes down. Or when a big bird try to eat us. Or when the forest we are living is burnt," she continued.
"You only need to be grateful about your life, friend. To be born as human is the luckiest because human has a lot advantages and capability. Don't wish to have a life like others. It could be the others want to have your life, instead. Your life seems happier without you realize", she continued again.
"Yes, you are happier if you stop complaining and comparing your life with others." Her chirping ended and she backed flying with her friends.
And I was not wrong, something didn't seem right. Right away, in the afternoon, the rain came down really heavy along with lightning and thunder. I hope the flock of birds are always safe.
(Repost from what I posted on instagram on September 9th,2016)
