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This is where I come to be in times of uncertainty. 

All along the river bank, life hums.

 

Pigeons coo from rooftops, a background score to the old lady pounding spices with a mortar and pestle in her backyard.

Further down, a kingfisher perches on the fence, 

waiting and watching, before flashing blue in a lightning strike. A striated heron, the colour of rocks, meanwhile, creeps along quiet as night.

A cockerel crows in the distance, while a squirrel shimmies up a tree near me, the ground below littered with fallen jambu and green mango half pecked.

A red woodpecker trills as it climbs up a branch,  just as a flock of parrots zoom towards me, green backed and red beaked, in fighter plane formation. 

A bluebottle buzzes by into a clump of elephant ears standing at attention, while in the long grass, bullfrogs belt out their tuba tunes. 

A swift skims the water, over a monitor lizard gliding languidly by.  Radiating ripples tell of life teeming beneath even as a terrapin pokes it head out, and heads right the other way. A pair of otters  in synchronous dives chase after fish in style. 

The river glows double green, reflecting the trees lining the banks, showcasing a city hiding underneath.

That mesmerising sheen of green is broken by a flash of ultramarine as a blue-eared kingfisher darts among the trees. A shower of yellow leaves rain as if on cue, the  curtain falling on this morning's show. 

I leave for home, at peace. 

v3

This is where I come to be in times of uncertainty. 

All along the river bank, life hums.

 

Pigeons coo from rooftops, a background score to the old lady pounding spices with a mortar and pestle in her backyard.

Further down, a kingfisher perches on the fence, 

waiting and watching, before diving in a flash of blue. 

A cockerel crows in the distance, while a squirrel shimmies up a tree near me, the ground below littered with fallen jambu and green mango half pecked.

A red woodpecker trills as it climbs up a branch,  just as a flock of green parrots zoom towards me, green backed and red beaked, in fighter plane formation. 

A bluebottle buzzes by my ear into a clump of elephant ears standing at attention, while in the long grass, bullfrogs belt out their tuba tunes. 

A swift skims the water, over a monitor lizard gliding languidly by.  Radiating ripples tell of life teeming beneath even as a terrapin pokes it head out, and heads right the other way. 

The river water glows double green, reflecting the trees lining the banks, showcasing a city hiding underwater. 

That mesmerising sheen of green is broken by a flash of ultramarine as a blue-eared kingfisher darts among the trees. A shower of yellow leaves rain as if on cue, the  curtain falling on this morning's show. 

I leave for home, at peace. 

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