Once I was feeling restive at home.

I looked out of the window and this sparrow caught my attention.

She was young,

Coming out of shadows

Eyes stretched, Alert

The feathers of its neck turned up

Trying to find some food

Suddenly gets some

In a crapshoot

In that nest of danger,

She struggles hard to find more

But to no avail.

Amidst pain

She gets up again

Falls again

Then, Gets up

She feels grateful

At least, she managed to get some crumbs.

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Goes that to her unsubstantial fairy place

I tried to find

For why has she taken on such a hard adventure?

Oh! Nothing but to feed her young ones

While they eat

The sparrow digests

Not even a single piece

It became my hobby to watch her daily from the same window

Years pass by, The bird turns old and grey

Little ones grow up

The mamma doesn’t have any strength left

So, the young ones fly off from the home

Find a new place and settle down

Alas!

No one remained there for her

Though she’d spent her entire life bringing them up

They turned out to be of no help for her

The one who noticed her maternity since her maidenhood and

Her sumptuous niggle

Gets her love and savor

Now I notice the difference between the ones who left her and

The one who has her love and prayer

Turns out that it is not the difference of physical power

But loyalty

While she was on a death bed

I thought for too long

Until it came to this

Ah!

Heaven lies under the feet of mother

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