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_IRONY_ What a waste of a free Sunday morning! Instead of relaxing with a cup of coffee and listening to music, I was having to clean up the mess that my house was in. Thanks to my son, I was running about the house doing chores while the little menace was playing soccer with his friends outside. Suddenly, I heard squeaky noises coming from behind the balcony door. To my utter disgust, I discovered a bird's nest there and three little chicks chirping in unison. Immediately, I threw the nest out the window,without bothering to see where I was throwing it. It was just some birds that were dirtying my balcony,so it doesn't matter that I threw them away.... Days went past after this and I forgot all about the incident. One day, I noticed a bird literally screeching outside the window of the balcony. Maybe, it the mother bird. Promptly, I shooed her away. Later, in the evening, when my son had gone out to play, I heard the sound of an ambulance and I don't know why, my heart skipped a beat. I rushed outside to see what had happened. There was a stretcher and on it, a dead body! The shoes worn by it had an uncanny resemblance to the ones I had gifted my son a few days ago. I asked the people who had gathered what had happened. They said a little boy had been hit by a speeding car while he was crossing the road and ended up losing his life. I darted forward and lifted the sheet covering the body on the stretcher. It was him! It was Michael, my seven-year old son! In that horrible moment, within a span of a few seconds, I found my world shattering into pieces with the death of my son. Tears flooded my eyes, everything became a blurry sight. All I could hear at that moment was the distant screeching of a bird. |