Thursday, March 26, 2009
Mar 09 marks the month of bidding goodbyes. Death is such a hard word, bidding (forever) goodbyes sounds more gentle. Suddenly during one week there have been influxes of colleagues' parent/grandparent passing away one after another. And that just yesterday got news of a ex-colleague which though I do not know of well passed away in his sleep. And last and not least, my father's pet our parrot passed away this morning 11am plus. Seems that recruitment in the underworld has started and intaking a lot of people.
Dedicating this blog to her, a long lived parrot and smart one. Live to a ripe age of 32, by parrot standard benchmark an average parrot life span is 20-25. Though at times you might loud noisy and I don't understand what you want, you have been a good joy giver and house care taker. When stray birds flew into our house you will call out and not to forget cockroaches.
Hope you will find a new life on the other side of the world.