Last night , I was awakened on hearing two owls talk .
It was a proper conversation with varying intonations for questions and answer , and sounded like a proper tete-a-tete. They took turns to make their points , to each other .
Then the conversation shifted to the window . the loud warbling and cooing , in turns , sounded too close for comfort.
The I lifted the curtain corner and at that witching hour , a strangest sight met my eyes . The two owls , their bodies facing outwards , were staring at me , with four, large , unblinking eyes .
Their heads had rotated 360 degrees .
Then they got tired of staring at me and flew off. First one , then the other , winging into the dark night .
It was a surreal and eerie . Not easily forgotten .
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Today morning I looked up in Salim Ali's book of Indian birds and discovered that they are called Spotted owlets.
It was a proper conversation with varying intonations for questions and answer , and sounded like a proper tete-a-tete. They took turns to make their points , to each other .
Then the conversation shifted to the window . the loud warbling and cooing , in turns , sounded too close for comfort.
The I lifted the curtain corner and at that witching hour , a strangest sight met my eyes . The two owls , their bodies facing outwards , were staring at me , with four, large , unblinking eyes .
Their heads had rotated 360 degrees .
Then they got tired of staring at me and flew off. First one , then the other , winging into the dark night .
It was a surreal and eerie . Not easily forgotten .
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Today morning I looked up in Salim Ali's book of Indian birds and discovered that they are called Spotted owlets.
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