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Story of an Eagle ...
When I was an eaglet, my best friend was a baby crow. We used to enjoy hanging out in the
sunny terrains with the gentle breeze caressing our feathers. We were excited to discover that by
flapping our wings, we could be airborne. But we could fly only short distances as we got tired
because of continuous flapping. We would often look up into the sky and sigh,wishing to fly away into
the horizon and to reach greater heights...
One morning , as we were lazing around , a
gush of strong wind hit us head on. The baby crow
folded its feathers and ran for shelter beckoning
me to follow. But I was experiencing something
new. I wanted to explore more of the strong current
that excited my very being. Venturing deep into
warm air paaterns, I started to experiment.
I spread my wings and positioned my tail
feathers instinctively.... I was feeling strangely
light. It was such a heady feeling. The warning
cries of my friend could no longer hold me back. I was already experiencing the magic. The warm
winds circled higher and higher carrying me with it. I was soaring effortlessly to great heights. “Strange!
I’m not feeling tired anymore”, I said to myself. Life became a series of experiments, exploring different
thermal currents, tilting my feathers at the right angle so that I can just ride on the wings of the winds.
As I grew up, I evolved into strong and mighty bird with magnificent wings. I soared majesticaaly
with the wind and glided effortlessly over land and water.
In the course of life, I met many like minded friends. I became more skilful maneuvering my
strong body in the vast blue sky. I excelled in swooping down the air at incredible speeds. One of my
favourite sports is locking claws with a friend and spiralling down thousands of feet.
At times as I glide lazily, I look down on the tiny speck of a crow flying over the trees...my friend
of yester years. If only it had dared to explore the strong winds, instead of shelter, it would have
evolved and excelled, the way I have. Perhaps it was not meant to be.
Opportunities meet us head on, very often in our lives-
Sometimes gently knocking, sometimes in stormy disguise.
Run for cover into your comfort zone,
Blissfully unaware of the life that is beyond.
Or
Explore...and soar.
I’m glad I did.
Mrs Rani Anand
W/o Comdt SED Anand Kumar
ICGS Tuticorin
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