Crows and shit...

There is a crow's nest on a tree just outside the window of my son's bedroom. As I am very much in to my studies now a days, I happen to spend a lot of time in that room. I kept watching the nest. I can see the nest very clearly. First time I noticed this was about two months back. There were couple of baby crows in the nest and the parent crows used to be very protective.

Watching the crows for hours was a whole new experience for me. I knew that crows tend to mate for life. I started relating this to men. I wonder how they find their partner... Choosing a partner for life is definitely a complex process.

I noticed that the crows don't feel bad about their shit. Their nests are full of shit. Still they live in those nests without any problem. If we observe many other animals, they are not much bothered about their own shit. We are very uncomfortable with our own shit. We can also notice that we are sometimes ok with handling other animals' shit. I think, we have learned to dislike our own shit for some reason at some stage.

It has been a lot of shit... Lemme think of something else...