Every noon and night, they rest on the other side of glass of my bathroom. Sometimes i play with them, moving my finger close to the frosted glass, assuming they would wonder what it is.
It worked initially, they would get scared and fly away, but not anymore. They seem to now know me, that I mean no harm. At times they enjoy my company too, cooing as soon as they sense its me in the bathroom.
There is now a balance between us, a sort of an agreement of faith and trust.
Life is so full of happenings, that we hardly notice as worthy.
Here is my attempt to share those moments.