The national bird of India has come down to this. When you’re that beautiful, everyone wants a piece. I remember when my grand dad bought me a stack of feathers as a kid. I was obsessed with the colours, texture, design, and lustre of each feather stalk. Mind boggling over-the-top magic. Who made this? The common eye for instinctual beauty shared by us earthian creatures never seizes to amaze. Long live the peacock.
