Unconventional Friendship - A Story

So what do you do when you are totally free and relaxed?

• If someone asks me that, my answer is, "I observe Nature".

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By nature, I mostly mean birds. I always say I love birds and everything they do is so calm and beautiful for me. So this is a story of an unconventional friendship between two natural beings, one of them being a white beautiful bird, of course and how I found peace in them.

Like almost all the time when I am free, I was out observing the ways of the nature and I had my camera buddy with me. And here came this beautiful Heron fella in a field very close to me, where I was seated, looking for some insects to feed upon.

So i took out my zoom lens and took the shot expecting nothing more out of it and unknown I would be overwhelmed later.

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So came this Mr.Whitey, all stealthy, hoping to find something to feed upon

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Just when I was planning to go somewhere else, a woman came and left her Cow to graze upon the field. To my surprise, Mr.Whitey wasn't alerted. Instead, he started going closer to the Cow and Mrs. MooMoo accepted Whitey's friendship proposal and the wonderful story began.

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Whitey and MooMoo, a start. Remember their names.

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As I started looking closer, there was a reason behind this lovely communion between two contrasting beings. MooMoo being large and a bit dirty because of the recent dump, attracted insects and worms. And it was the best case scenario for Whitey. What appeared as a friendship was merely a Natural Selection. But MooMoo had no objection to this little fella being around and my childish mind wanted to take this as a lovely friendship story and nothing more, leaving all the intricacies behind.

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Sometimes Whitey would lead the way and MooMoo followed

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At other times MooMoo led

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All these times, Whitey would go round and round MooMoo and then feed upon insects, the large bud attracted. I couldn't get this particular shot as 300mm was as far as I could get and I wouldn't want to scare this bonding away.

But then something came in the way of their friendship. Maybe it was a Rat and Mr.Whitey was scared or even a snake. I never knew what it was exactly.

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Scared Whitey but indifferent MooMoo, so it must have been a Rat or something

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Panicked Heron flew to the nearest building and this marked the beginning of the end of this pure communion.

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Panicked flight

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Whitey stayed there for a while watching his big bud.

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Apparently, I was so consumed by this - I never realized it was growing dark and this friendship was bound to end. I was unable to leave the scene until they left. Finally, Whitey flew away to join his troop to the nest.

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Bye Bye Whitey

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This story may sound silly but this is what I love. I love getting lost in the nature and see small things like this. It is in these things, that I find peace and riddance of my day's anxiety.

And if you have made this far, I would like to thank you for going down the lane and bearing with me in my childish little story and below-mediocre writing.