Two birds

Two Birds

Two birds that I named as Peter and Pam built their nest on the windowsill.  Each would get a twig, a thread, a grass et like to build that nest.  It took quite some time for them to build that nest. 

Few days later, I saw few eggs in that nest.  Pam would sit on them when Peter would go to get some worms to eat for both Peter and Pam.  Come rain or wind, this was their routine.

Few days passed and out come the chicks. Either Peter or Pam would be on guard and the other would go alternatively to get some food and feed the chicks.  Chicks grew into birds. And, one day they just flew away.

Not one chick stayed back.  All flew away.

Peter and Pam continued with their routine of flying, feeding and sleeping.  Few weeks passed and then Pam layed eggs again. Chicks were fed and they flew away once they became strong. 

I never saw them wait for their chicks.  I never saw them brood. I never felt a vacuum or bitterness in them.  I never saw them change for worst.

They were as they were always!