Nobody has a comfortable place to write except people who are well to do. Rest of us have to use the opportunity of being left alone in a room without visitors or in a place where people do not want to visit.
Let me give you an example. The pigeon in the picture was born in our balcony. It comes everyday to visit us after it flew out of the temporary delivery site that it’s mom had chosen.
Our birth places need not be our own and however nostalgic we may feel, a bird or a can of a dog or even a human are not always choose their birth places to be their own.
The balcony can’t be for both of us at the same time. My absence is his space. He may just walk up and down the floor. Poke the delicate plants to catch that worm and in turn kill those delicate ones.
Dont you think it’s a lesson to be learnt. Nature survives on violence. So by chewing some leaves, seeds, fruits and beans, you can’t claim to be non-violent vegetarian. Plants have feelings too but the reality is that that’s nature, the circle of life and death is a necessity.
Jagoran 