Phurut

An endless tale from Bengal

As dawn broke, the sparrows opened their eyes, fluffed their feathers, and flew out to meet the morning. They watched a large barn owl fly silently to her home in the kadamb tree, a mouse wriggling helplessly in her beak.

“She’s been out all night, hunting,” chirped a sparrow in awe. 

“I’ve never seen the night, I wonder what it is like?” twittered anothe…