15/05/2025
For Syno
You weren’t just a parrot. You were family. A tiny, feathered troublemaker with a heart that somehow managed to fit into every corner of our home.
You’d call me “Fatima” in abba or bhai’s voice when I was walking past and when I turned around, confused, you’d look at me innocently and say, “Kia hua?” Like you hadn’t just pulled your favorite prank again.
One time when I was home alone, you rang the doorbell (with your mouth) five times. I kept going down the stairs, checking the gate, thinking someone was there. Up and down, tired and confused. Until it clicked. I hid, peeked from the door… and there you were, proud as ever, doing it again. I laughed so hard, I didn’t even know what to do with you.
Whenever a stray cat entered the house or tried to sneak into the kitchen, you’d scream, “Meow meow!” and “Shhh! Jao!” like the bold little guard you thought you were.
And every time someone new visited, you’d act shy, quiet, polite until they left. Then you’d start mimicking them and making us laugh until we couldn’t breathe. You weren’t just smart, Syno. You were you. So full of life. So full of personality. So deeply loved. And now… this silence hurts. The house feels still in all the wrong places. The stairs feel heavier. The doorbell too quiet. There’s no one calling my name out of nowhere anymore. But your memory… it echoes. In all the laughter you left behind. I miss you more than words can hold. And if there’s a sky somewhere that’s lucky enough to have you, I hope you’re flying high and free. Thank you for being my friend. My little brother. My joy. You’ll always be a part of my heart, Syno
In my heart where you’ll stay - always 🤎
(Today my Syno left this world. This is the first painting in a series I’m creating to honor my beloved pets, those who made my life brighter and whose memories will live forever through my art)