On some lonely evenings, in the vast open fields of Bengal, I always found a small hunter waiting against the fading light. The Black-winged Kite. Silent. Patient. Restless. Filled with hope and determination, it always amazed me whenever I watched its effortless dives for the hunt. Most of the time it failed. Yet it rose once more into the orange sky and tried again. The darkness slowly gathered over the fields, the wind became colder, and still it kept searching. I stood there alone, watching those wings cut through the last light of the day. Somewhere in that endless struggle between hope and failure, I felt I was watching a life I know very well. For more than two decades, those flights have been more than movement to me. They have always been poetry across the fields of my beautiful Bengal...... From April 2014 to February 2026. Nikon Gears. nikonindiaofficial #BlackWingedKite #WildlifePhotography #BirdsOfPrey #RaptorPhotography #BirdPhotography #NaturePhotography #Bengal #Fi...