There is a profound stillness in being protected. In the wild, as in life, we often focus on the ground beneath us—the work, the struggle, the daily bread—only because those who came before us are standing tall, watching the horizon. This image of Sarus Cranes at Nal Sarovar reminds me that every ‘easy childhood’ is built on the silent, steady vigilance of parents. It is a tribute to the grace of being sheltered while we find our own wings.

