if I were a bird…

If my memory serves well, I was in Junior school and it was my birthday when my teacher asked me – “so what do you wish to be when you grow up?”

“A bird,” I said without thinking or blinking.

“Why?” Her eyes widened and a curious smile appeared on her cute face in anticipation of an animated answer… But I had none. :(

Now, more than two decades later, I still want to be a bird and I know exactly why:

If only I were a bird, I had wings
and would fly off without giving a damn about things!

If I were a pigeon, I could swing
and would shit all over my swanky neighbour’s fancy car not worrying about my standings!

If I were a parrot, I could mimic
and would mirror people and tell how stupid they sound talking gimmick!

If I were a cuckoo, I would sing
and people would forget their chores hearing me rejoicing all the zing!

If I were a crow, I would already be deemed hapless
and my parent’s would not need Sharma-ji’s son to reflect my unsuccess!

If I were a peacock, I would await rain
and would dance my ass off even in pain!

If only I were a bird, I had wings
and would fly off without giving a damn about things!

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Savneet Singh
Shabd Express Creative Writers
savneet@shabdexpress.com

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