“You disobedient little ones,
We elders speak our bitter experience
They are powerful, they are cruel
Don’t cross the barriers, Don’t cross the barriers
We din into your ears time and again”
“No. You didn’t say so.
Instead, you repeated Parrot-like…
‘Once bitten twice shy; once…”
The little ones said.
“There was a race between me
And one of their kids. I won and they hit us”
May be a domestic quarrel, I thought
And left the place.
My job over, I was returning home.
Out of curiosity I stood for a while
Where they had their noisy session
None of them was there
Would they have left for safer camps?
I wondered.

To my surprise I saw them
Beneath a cluster of eucalyptus trees.
Besides the sparrows, there were other birds as well.
One of the bigger birds repeated the word ‘Unity’.
“Unity is the need of the hour,
Dear sparrows, rest assured;
We won’t harm you any more.”
“Cheers”, they said in a chorus,
And flew back to their respective shelters.
It was a bilateral agreement
And there was no room for Birds’ Right Association.

How else could it be
If you view things from a human angle?