It was a beautiful sunny day. Place: public park at Melbourne. People. Lots of them. That meant lots of food for me too. There were many of us flying towards the park. Lots of activity happening. The aroma of the hot fries and fish made me fly harder. We waited patiently for some food to drop on the ground. Some children threw a few bits of their take-away and we would tried zoom in for the meal. Hard as we tried, it seemed that the bits of goodies always missed us. We had competitors. The humans seemed to have an extra liking for them. These competitors filled their stomachs rather easily as all these goodies would land neatly at their feet. We could only watch and wish to just take a swap at those juicy fries. Several times we were being shooed off by those pesky children. These competitors were also birds like us. Mom told me that humans are biased lots. They tend to be influenced much by what they see instead of what is in the heart. Yes, Mom was right. They were rosellas. Colourful. Attractive. So beautiful to look at. I looked at myself. I was only a plain white seagull with a rather big beak.
