A message from a crow

I live in a very very peaceful neighbourhood.

Not many people in Mumbai can say the same.

I am terribly fortunate to be able to hear parrots at dawn and birds chirping at dusk.

But surprisingly I don't have too many crows creating a racket.

UNTIL, this weekend that is.

As a child there used to be this crow that used to wake me up at 7 am sharp on weekdays and never on the weekend.

It used to be a joke in the family that he knew I didn't have school on the weekends.

I haven't seen or heard the crow in years.

This weekend however was different.

The blessed crow insisted on waking me up all weekend.

Cawed and Cawed outside my window until i shoo'd it away.

But it kept coming back.

I finally gave up and allowed it to stay.

So caw caw caw all weekend is what I had to deal with.

I came to work this morning and went downstairs for my daily lunchtime stroll.

There are no trees around the building where I work and I was standing in the bright open sunshine with no trees or balconies overhead.

Yet, a crow shat on my right shoulder.









What do you think it means?