The charade of life.

The koel's calling each other from the darkened silhouettes of mango and palm trees is the final call of the day!

It is preceded by the piercing screeches of parrots flying in groups to their nightly shelter.

Before them are the pigeons racing each other to wherever their perches maybe,for the night.

Even before them ,when the sun starts dipping in the west the crows turn restless ,circling , diving and assembling on roof tops.

All these daily rituals , preparations for a good nights rest is in synchronisation with the sun's sleep.

But the sun will rise every dawn without fail. Can one say that every bird going to sleep will wake up the following morn?

My son too slept with the sun as a child and did the same anon.

This charade of life is going on since aeons and will surely go on for some more to come . For whom and for what?