This is in response to Esther’s Weekly Word Prompt.
This week’s prompt is : Flying
Deadly Revenge
(I do have a feathery friend, (well, that’s what I presume), who visits my window regularly, peers at me, pokes around, gives its piece of mind and then flies off. At times I do have this feeling that (s)he is trying to have a conversation with me though we both don’t understand each other’s language. Or at least I don’t.
It also occurs to me at times that as a species we can be quite an irritant to our other co-inhabitants whom we do not take seriously at all. What happens if we become the cause of them flying off the handle?
In the conversational open verse I have tried to use the prompt suggestively and not directly on an experimental basis. Hope it will be acceptable.)
Those who are unfamiliar with Mrs. Crow, she is my neighbourhood busybody, who makes it a point to visit me off and on with her broken pencil and dogeared notebook and a tattered tote bag bursting with agonizing advice. I have versified my conversations with her on my Poetry Blog out of sheer frustration born out of my inability to give apt retorts to her frequent jibes and snides towards human species at large.
Here is the latest…
https://mindspeak-vanderloost.blogspot.com/2026/01/unsolicited.html?m=1
And then….a long break…without intimation
But a few days ago
Mrs. Crow
Is back
After a long self-imposed hiatus
With her penetrating gaze
And corvine sneers
“Oh dear!” She sighs with exaggeration,
“I hear you have put on public domain
My revolutionary ideas on ideal living
Without my explicit permission!!”
“Well!” “Before I could manage a suitable reply
“I was thinking of patenting them,” She sounded morose
“I am sorry!” I could hardly disguise my honest consternation,
“I did not know…”
She was anything but pacifiable,
“Have you humans ever been loyal to anyone?”
“I agree it was a mistake…” I started
“Mistake? It’s BETRAYAL…unpardonable!!!!
Have I told anyone how you snore like a
blasted …….” (unprintable comparison)
“That’s rude…” I spat with annoyance
She looked smug, “That’s just to make you realise how it hurt…
Tit for tat…learnt from your despicable tribe”
“Then go away if you hate us so much…” I cried.
“No…not that easily my friend.” She jeered
“I am yet to teach you a few more things.
Don’t ‘sorry me’ ever again…”
“I can’t promise,” I said with relish.
She flapped her wings,
“Then I can’t promise either…”
With that she was off leaving me wondering
What’s next in the offing.
***
A week later I found a dead rat supine on my balcony. The day next a greasy kitchen napkin neatly stretched on the clothesline. A few days back it was a crinkled piece of chapaati wrap. Yesterday a crooked fork was artistically thrust into the kitchen sponge bar kept out to dry. Kaalu and Chhinnu complained that their Pedigree was falling short these days.
I see Mrs. Crow has declared war and I just have to endure her wrath silently…patiently.
Until she cools down…
And we sign a peace treaty amicably.
Guess I have to take the first step forward.
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It’s an interesting story, gc. The dialogue is wonderful.
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Thank you so much Hazel. Appreciate your being here. God bless.
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God bless you too, gc. Happy Thursday! My pleasure
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Always imagination marvels me, yours, Geeta Ji. I don’t know your ideological lineage but I’m a clear Congress. Morning papers showing Didi as lawyer fighting in court for the state made me feel my admiration for only state with two Nobels, no other Nobel in India, since my childhood is not unfounded. 🌹
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Thank you Rajendraji.
I simply keep away from politics.
But whatever gives me a good laugh, I enjoy 😉😂
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Even this marvels me, your amusing dislike and saying it so easily 🌹🌹🌹
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wonderful Geeta – such great dialogue 🙌
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Thank you Ange. I am glad you enjoyed the conversation 😊
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Loved how you turned a crow visit into a clever life lesson. 😀
Mrs Crow is wiser and funnier than most neighbors, and the ending brought a smile. 😀😀
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Thank you Mr. P. They have much to teach us.
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Indeed!
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Fascinating. I don’t have a Google account so couldn’t comment on the linked version
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Thank you for reading and appreciation Derrick
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Now that’s quite interesting.
We have variety of visitors in our garden in India and we happily co-exists. Crows are seldom, visit only when to inform about guests (😀)
But once during our visit we experienced that crows were bringing raw meat/flesh and were sitting on branches/ground and making lot of ruckus. Thank God it was over in a couple of days time, though it was a mystery.
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Crows are garbage collectors. I have found spoons, bread pieces, roti pieces on my balcony. I guess this behaviour of theirs is seasonal. Otherwise they are just inquisitive visitors.
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Thank you so much for introducing me to Mrs Crow. Crows are certainly strong characters. They visit my garden and have a lot to say for themselves!
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Yes, Esther, they do and they seem to be strongly opinionated.
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Love this war between you and Mrs Crow. 🐦⬛
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Ongoing…
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Lol! Hope you’re the winner.
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I am always the defeated
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Buck up- we are in your corner. 👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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😂😂😂
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Great Story👏👏
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Thank you very much 🙏
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Welcome….let’s support each other by subscribing to each other’s channel 🙏
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Mrs. Crow is hot headed indeed! Did you know how smart the crows are? X
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She is sceptic about humans
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Yes, crows are very smart. I observe them everyday. 😊
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