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Birds of the same feather

There was a commotion out there… some sort of ‘ethnic clash’. The affected party raised an alarm even as the opponents inflicted pain on them. But that was all; quite a few landed at the spot from nowhere in response to the alarm. The counter attack was in full swing and the ones who started it were on their wings while the ‘winners’ kept on shouting ‘prack-prock’ [get lost, get lost!]
Yeah, it was a fight between crows and pigeons and the battle ground was the roof of a house! The adage, “birds of the same feather flock together” is suitable here but when self-interests are involved, it could be a fight between the birds of the same feather! Some qualities are common to all living beings, no matter whether they are birds or animals or human beings. Though we are supposed to be thinking beings, the animal instincts in us crop up now and then to make us worse than animals and birds…

Author: P U Krishnan

First things first. I am one of those retired chaps who are young at heart. I watch cricket matches and jump for joy when Tendulkar scores yet another century. I read newspapers and books too, though I am not crazy about them. I think I have a mind free from hatred and I owe it to the wonders of nature and music. I scribble something now and then and call myself a writer! Though I have settled in Ooty, a lovely hill station in Tamil Nadu—I must emphasize the fact that I was born and brought up in Tellicherry in North Kerala and studied in the good old Government Brennen College. Of and on, my mind goes back to my ancestral house at Tiruvangad in Tellicherry in front of an ancient Sri Ram temple. I am indebted to this wonderful place which inculcated in me a love for cricket and literature. But all said and done, I am an Indian first.

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