Migratory Bird

He was a winter bird,
Flying far from home.
He stayed with me for warmth;
I didn’t want to let him go.
“Everything is perfect, is it not?”
I say as I hold him close.
“The grass is green and the air is clear
You won’t ever have to deal with snow”
He looks at me with wet eyes,
Within him a fire’s aglow.
“My wings were made to soar”
He cries out as he leaves me alone.
And here I sit and wonder if 
He will return once more.

My trip to Ranthambore

When someone hears the word ‘Ranthambore’ an image of fierce tigers pops up in their mind. And rightly so, the best chance of you seeing the big cats is here. But that’s not all that this town has to offer. Though our national animal is the main attraction, there are plenty of other beautiful wildlife to observe there. On my trip to this wonderland with my family, I went on 2 safaris- a river safari and a forest safari. 

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