A trip with seagulls

I was wondering where do the seagulls live; I can’t see there nests; I have never seen a seagull nest near our beach house. While I was trying to figure that out there was a seagull staring at me, I smiled to it and asked it “where do you live?” Still it didn’t answer; then I shouted at it “Where do you live?” It didn’t move. I stood still staring at it as it was doing the same to me. “Why don’t you fly away?” I said.

The wind had came and took it away; then came back again and whispered in my ears: “In England they live?”, “what are they doing in Kuwait?” I asked, “they came by my command to ask you to go with them; but they weren’t sure if you really want to do” “I want to go” I said, “And why didn’t you go, when the seagulls were there?” said the wind. “I don’t have the wings to fly” I said