”That is the fan tailed fly catcher, Baba,” Rachana exclaimed. “It sings very melodiously. Both the male and the female make nest working together, using grass sticks.” Satish and his wife Vidya with their only child Rachana had moved into their small little row house in a lovely natural surrounding even though it was in Mumbai. A small piece of land in front and at the back of the house gave Vidya ample opportunity to grow choice flower plants such as rose, mogra, night queen, ananta, periwinkles, cobra flower, nice looking but without fragrance addenium, ixora etc. Few chafa, bamboo and a couple of coconut and a mango trees graced the wilderness. Due to the affinity to the National Park, a number of uncommon birds came to the area. The mornings, particularly the dawns, full of melodious sounds was a regular affair. Koel, the familiar musical bird was known for…
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Malati combed her long opal black hair. She loved running her fingers through these wave-like limpid tresses before organising them into a graceful plait.…
Sunlight peeped inside the antique room against the pale whitewashed walls of wood and brick. It was dawn. Still in bed, Jeetu could hear…