One day, when I was about to take my afternoon rest, I heard a noise outside my window. When I pulled my curtain to see where it was coming from, I was surprised to see a baby parrot’s small bill tapping on the windowpane.
The eyes follow me as I leave and enter my house. They pry on me when I travel in public vehicles or move from one floor of my house to another, when I go to restaurants or bars. The eyes follow me everywhere.