Fly

One afternoon while the gecko was lazing under the warmth of the midday sun, it heard a buzzing sound and opened its eyes. A fly landed in front of it and stared at the gecko with its multi-faceted orbs. The gecko stared back. A certain feeling came over the gecko. It felt that there is some connection, some intimate kinship with this tiny black thing with six hairy legs, a pair of wings and two red eyes. And this link was supposed to go a loooong waaayyy back....

The fly scratched its head with a forelimb and stared at the gecko again. It looked like it was about to say something.

The gecko gobbled up the fly.