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Then I saw him! A lovely little bird, with a body of maroon color and velvety dark blue feathers: the feathers had opened up in frills and were looking incredibly beautiful and lovely!


The bird's feathers were fluttering hard even in his sitting position, as though at the speed of a couple of hundred times a minute! I was fascinated by his looks, by his silky feathers, by his ever-roving neck and eyes and by his small built and lightweight body! He was so little that I wanted to take him in my cupped hands and keep him protected from the wild world!


It was sort of mesmerizing, like the opening song in the Opera! It was sort of creative, like the Mona Lisa of Leo Nardo Da Vinci! It was sort of spectacular, like the crackers in the sky on your independence day and was a sort of ecstatic, like being with some one you love so much!


t had finally dawned on me that I had captured the picture of the bird with all his minute details, in my heart of hearts!

I had finally captured the moments!