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I was busy making dosas for breakfast when I heard them.

“Can’t you wait for me?” I asked, in a voice that carried, cross that they hadn’t chosen a better time, so as I could be present too.

When I turned, I found both the Second Born and L& m staring at me.

“What? I asked, smiling sheepishly. “I was talking to the mynas. They are having a fight just when I started on breakfast! I want to take pictures.”

Both of them rolled their eyes. heaved sighs of relief and went back to eating.

Anyways, later on, standing on the terrace, I saw a myna on the roof below. Something looked different. Oh yes. It had a wing all askew. Probably one of the participants of morning’s fracas, maybe the winning one even, who could say? It was walking around proudly, strutting around rather, unmistakable signs of someone who got the better of the others. Here are some pictures.


Myna with feathers of one wing sticking out


The presumed victor strutting on the roof


Fearlessly facing the Paparazzi


It even jumps from one roof to the next


There is the strut again


“Take a good look at my wing, and write about it!”


And then it walks away, head held high!

©Shail Mohan 2017