Novel: AN UNWANTED FLIGHT
CH # 15
Good Bye India
The celebrations of Indian wedding
started at least week before the function. The situation at border went on calm after escalating for many days. The fear of war was away, so the whole town was involved to
cherish the family. Melodious and canarous musicaccompyning the dance practices of young continued whole day till Mehndi function. The
women were full of activity at roaming in the markets for jewelry and dresses. Dazzlingly dressed girls started
to beat dholak while singing folk and latest songs at dusk and this festivity continued till dawn. Sweets were
main part of refreshment for the guests. Siberian crane and other fowl from
near pond flew to house to pick their share from refreshments.
Siberian crane was trying to get pleasure from
the gala but he felt to be restive. He was not able to fly high or far because
of its trimmed wings. Above all his mates, the local grey cranes at pond were not hospitable at all. They were not happy because of diverting the attention of all towards white fowl at town. The pond was messy with town's and a near factory's sewage.
There was only one who continued to
see him daily but the grandfather of police officer who brought him in the
village use to visit him regularly. He brought grain for him and feed him with its hands.
‘I have worked a lot throughout my
life for reservation of extinct animals and birds but now I’m also tired of
this malicious technological world. These growing cemented forests, burdened
creepy vehicles, latest hunting gadgets and impatience of every self has made all self centered and
selfish for not thinking of any other species on this earth except humans. We
used to play and see elephants, tigers, migratory birds live in our childhood but now my grandchildren seek
pleasure to watch them all at their mobiles. Now birds don't move forward to visit India,’ the old grandfather shared his
sentiments with big white crane spy guest for long until someone look for him
at pond.
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| siberian crane at punjab wheat field |
'We couldn't protect our forests, our lakes, our skies from pollution and from trimming like your wings,' he usually confessed.
It was the wedding day probably. The
orchestra, gulping horses on drum beats, fireworks, everything around was
depicting the joy of family. Siberian crane spotted a decorated car passing by
a pond, where the groom was sitting. He probably forgets about that crane. Most
of the birds were flying out the field when crane sat gloomy at one corner.
Just then he saw grandfather approaching to him.
‘Your wings are mature enough,’
grandfather checked him up.
‘The spring is about to bloom and
it’s time to back my Siberian friend. I know you can’t bear our upcoming
burning sun. It’s better if you can meet any of leaving flocks at wetlands of Pakistan.
‘Oo…oh…let me check your wings. When
I first saw you then I found some writing at your wigs. A smart boy at
Pakistan wrote title of famous story ‘”fox and crane” there in Urdu and you’ve
been caught here in India as spy. They've dumped you here with clipped wings as punishment,' grandfather knew to read
and write Urdu from his pre partition friends. He checked his
feathers carefully.
‘Umm…what was that story…?’
He cackled so loud that his teeth
cleared his jaws. It seemed that he was laughing after long.
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| story:loomri aur sarus(fox n crane) in urdu |
Grandfather held the crane to open ground to
farewell him.
‘Now fly…what you are waiting for…?
I’ve to join my grandson’s wedding reception. What you want me to turn a
‘fasadi mama’ of this wedding? Someone soon will come to term me, ’he almost
scolded him.
‘But…,’ the Siberian crane whooped.
‘I’ll see the consequences here. I hope my grandson will understand me but
you promise me to visit here again with your friends,’ grandfather turned back
towards the ripening golden wheat fields leaving crane and marshy pond at back taking a promise from him.
Siberian crane waited for while, 'I'm an eastern Siberian Crane who had been drifted towards here instead of China but I will never forget you,' he gulped
at near tree and took off high in sky.
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‘Good bye India,’ he carefully checked the wind
pattern and sun for navigation and entered back to Pakistan in hope to join any
of flocks moving back to Siberia. He just wished to see his friend Houbara bustard
once again while entering Pakistan but he knew this might not happen now…,http://fusionstor-ies.blogspot.com
TO BE CONTINUED
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2. ACROSS NILE
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