startling banals

There are two occupied sparrow nests in two rooms of my home. The respective parents are continuously shuttling to and fro from the window to the nest throughout the day. Maybe just take a quick pause during lunchtime to visit the grocer's shop for free grub. Then they again continue persistently and compulsively feeding their kids teeny weeny juicy sweet nothings & tidbits like insects, worms etc. The days are warm and the sweat keeps pouring. But there is this nice lake behind my home (to the south) over which a cool breeze generally blows in the afternoons and comes in through the windows. There is a neem, an acacia, ashok, gulmohar and few mango trees around my home and so we are spared from the direct sunshine. Around thirty five years ago there was a mango grove where the buildings are today. And so the name of the lake was 'Ambe-Ghosaale Talaav' (literally Wash Mango Lake). Two haikus dedicated to better, more human and natural living conditions in the city.

summer siesta
do not be afraid of me
sparrow mom and dad

summer afternoon
a cool breeze over the lake
the tied boats go round