Flying away into the sunset...

Flying away into the sunset. ..

This is evidence of how each year trees are being cut to make space for human settlements. The last of the birds leave their habitat to search for better homes.
I remember how we used to play in the jungles. Today very small patches are left of our playground and the homes of the birds and the squirrels. The face of the hill has now been plastered with concrete buildings.
There's a small patch of jungle in front of my house that is thriving with birds, squirrels and insects. We throw leftover rice and roti into the jungle which creates a lot of activity within the bushes. It's a magnificent ecosystem! One that lends freshness and beauty to our home, one that doesn't need or depends on us.
My wife and I contemplate if this jungle will remain till the next ten years. We have less hope of this jungle surviving.
Deep inside my heart I wish to buy this patch of land, so that I can preserve it for my son and for our retirement days!
I guess money can buy happiness sometimes, although the jungle is priceless!
Future generations may never know and enjoy the gift of being so close to mother nature!