MIDWAY : Green language concerts They call it green language, that is, the language of birds. More than 10,000 species of these warm-blooded flying creatures speak the green language across the globe. Perhaps, each of these species has its own dialect and slang too! And their habitats, mo-stly green, from where to sing: bushes, shrubs and trees, meadows, marshlands and grasslands! Similarly, beautiful birds can be spotted, chirping and singling, in not-so-green places like deserts and beaches as well. Human beings, no doubt, envy the typical characteristics of birds. Not only do they dream of flying like th-em but they even try to hum their melodies, in the green language! Obviously, they excel in neither. But try they do, as if they preferred the green language to be their own. Ostensibly, it would be a great sight to behold if mynas and parrots someday managed to put human beings in cage so as to teach them the green language. Birds of a feather not only flock together but they also sing together. A cock usually sings at dawn, making all cocks of the locality go simultaneously on a singing spree. Ditto for hundreds of other species of birds! Their morning sounds and chirpings might be their morning prayers, similar in implications to those of humans. Unfortunately, no lingua franca exists between man and bird so that the former understands the latter and vice versa. Even the backroom boys, therefore, know ruefully little about the world of birds. As such, the birds create wonderful concerts in different territories. Flocks of birds singing and chirping in green and leafy bamboo groves, across flowery meadows, against an eerily red skyline at dawn and dusk, etc. make wonderful musical ambiance to cherish. Birds are found at amazingly diverse ecosystems: from sea level up to surprisingly high altitude areas. Certain species like the bar-headed goose (Anser indicus) can even fly well above Mt. Everest — which means that the concerts in green language take place, perennially, at sea level (often at 50 degrees, at the Thar Desert, for instance) and all the way up above 8848m (that is at -50, at least!). Who knows! Perhaps, these ‘concert groups’ have their own audience, fans and even critics who may give them the bird!