İpek Uğurlu
There was a cage and a family under these roofs, and there were two lives under them. The family was peaceful and happy, the room was bright and warm. They were drinking tea and talking about how their daughter was talented in literature. While the cage was cold, empty and uncomfortable. The cage was in the only place that did not get any light. There was a hidden life under the cage, a naive and bashful bird.
The family got that bird from an animal store. The mom has an allergy to cats, so they bought a bird that they never looked after, when all of them really wanted to buy a cat.
Can we say that the bird is living? While it can’t use the wings that God presented. When it couldn’t see the beauties of the earth with the family that it never recognized. When it can’t make a nest on the upper branches to feed the babies it never had. When it couldn’t taste the beauty of flying between the towers and the clouds. When it would never understand the amusement of being fed by people in the parks. While it can’t say goodbye to the people in the ships who are waving their hands to it.