Eagle eye's view of my Office

Today my friend S and I were about to leave for lunch while we noticed an Eagle sitting outside on the railing. There is a glass window through which we could see it. We had never seen an Eagle from so close. We were excited and we clicked a few pictures. It is a real big bird and we enjoyed watching it, although it was for a very brief period. It was busy cleaning all its downs and it was screeching or whatever its “sound making” is called. It sat there watching all the mad people at our office who were busy talking, walking, acting mad and everything possible. So, I got this idea about how it would be to watch my world through the eagle’s eye. I just have made a small attempt at it. Please read on.

It was a hot sunny afternoon. Well, I liked it after having seen rain lash out continuously for three long days. After a long flight, I retired on the fourth floor of the high rise building that I live in. I sat in the balcony and watched through the window glass. I saw many humans were busy on the other side of the window. There was a mad rush about everything. What was amazing was the whole room was divided into adjacent nests. And what I could not comprehend was the fact that the nest had a single person sitting in it and doing something with their hands working on a strange thing. I heard them call it the ‘laptop’. I wondered where their families were. What about their kids? Or I believe they live alone in adjacent nests. For I seldom see these rooms empty, or at least all day long, whenever I have noticed.

At one end of the room, I saw a funny looking man looking deeply into his laptop. I will call him the funny man. His laptop showed criss-crossed lines and they were all colored with some numbers in each of them. He had a funny straight face. He was sitting with his legs on the table and was talking on the phone. 5 humans had gathered in his nest. The humans were talking loudly and discussing something writing something on a white board. They all looked at the funny man’s laptop and explained something to each other. They seemed to argue over something. The funny man who was sitting down finally called out some orders and asked them to just follow the numbers specified in the ‘excel’ or so he shouted. All seemed to nod in agreement (I felt the funny man had some powers to have made them obey). With that all the humans left to their respective nests and the funny man was left behind who resumed feverishly looking at his ‘excel’ on his ‘laptop’. Then I saw this funny man walk into another smaller room, talking over his mobile with another set of humans. I took a peek at the room. It was a much smaller room; there was a big white board, a small round table and four chairs around the table. They went in and closed the door. I wonder what happened in there. Was this funny man like a king among those people? He looked funny, but I don’t think he made the life of humans around them anything close to having fun. For all around him seemed to be pleasing him all the time and tried to nod to everything he had to say.

I saw some groups of young men laughing aloud and move in small crowds. I think it was their time for getting some food and they were going in search of their prey. I heard humans cook their food in fire. What if we were to cook our food? We are so scared of fire. We would burn our feathers. Won’t human hands get burnt while they touch hot food? What about leaving their tongue scarred? What is food like when it’s burnt and not fresh? I am sure I love to eat my food fresh as I catch it and would not want to be a human for this reason. Barring the primary reason being the fact that I love to fly and humans cant.

I saw a young man and lady walk through the passage of nests. They seemed to be so lost in each other. They walked from different sides of the room and they signaled each other. I thought they were mates. The man looked lovingly into her eyes and she seemed to turn pink in color and looked away from his fixating gaze. He approached closer to her and she moved away shyly. All creatures of God in love are really crazy, whether human or birds. I don’t see they are very different when in love. I remembered my love and remembered the fragrance in her downs. She had made a wonderful nest for us and raised a great family of four. My kids were very adorable and smart. They had already showed their interest to fly more than once and one kiddo had jumped down from the nest. After a great struggle, my wife and I had got him back to the nest. I wanted to fly away to my love and to my kids now that I was reminded of them.  

Before I could think of flying away to my nest, I saw two ladies looking at me. They were pretty good looking. I looked at them as they looked at me. One lady clicked a picture of me. I posed there and waited for some more clicks. I thought she liked me. The two ladies seemed to be engrossed in a discussion about me. I waited there for it would be rude, if I left them while they were still looking at me. I tried to shout so that I could seek more attention. I thought they would make a video of me. But I saw them deeply discussing and slowly turning and walking back towards their nests. Probably their interest in me had ended. Realizing I was caught in the mad trap of gaining attention from some stupid human beings, I pushed open my long feathers and soared into the deep blue sky.