Sudha Gupta 'Amrita'
There was a Gulmohar tree in front of Chintu's house. Very beautiful flowers blossom from red and orange in it, which will fascinate everyone. Chintu would find Gulmohar even more beautiful when beautiful birds chirped at him in the morning and evening. In the morning, when the sun's red rays fell on it, it seems that heaven itself has come down. All birds used to chirp at the nest on the tree in the morning and evening, but one of these birds was a bubbly bird, which used to stay on the tree throughout the day and fluttering here and there.
Chintu's house was Kalbel, which used to chirp in the sound of a bird. Whenever someone comes, Kalbel plays. The melodious chirping of the bird used to come out and someone would open the door.
One day, there was bubbling around. Then he saw, the call of Chintu's house rang and the door opened. Kalbel's voice was very similar to Chublubli's voice. What was just then, the mischievous Chubbali realized the mischief. Chintu's parents would go to his office and Chintu School. Grandma used to stay at home alone. Chubbuli thought – Come on, try your voice today.
Grandma was lying on the bed. Chubbuli sat on the doorpost and made a sound – Chulbulchulbul… Grandma thought that Kalbel rang. He got up from the bed and opened the door, but there was no one there. Grandma used to be angry Then I lay on the bed. Now Chubluli enjoyed a lot on his mischief. Everyday, taking advantage of her melodious voice, she started harassing grandma. One day the limit was reached. Chubbali harassed grandmother many times.
Grandma was no less. They decided that today they will be able to find it out. Grandma hid in the balcony. Mother and father had gone to Chintu. According to his habit, he started to sit on the door frame and chirp – Chulbulchulbul…, he thought now the door will open. She kept sitting on the tree for
Grandma knew that bubbly would come again according to her habit. Grandma went inside and sat down with a net of mosquito nets.
Chubli, unaware of grandmother's intentions, came back in a short time and as she made a sound – Chulbulchulbul… the grandmother threw a mosquito net on her and held her. Taken and locked in a cage. Flirtatious kept fluttering in the cage throughout the day. Grandma went to bed and slept. All the freedom of Chubbali was taken away.
Evening was beginning to take place. Chintu came home from school and from his parents office. Chintu asked as soon as he came – hey grandmother, where did you catch this bird, what have you bought? Grandmother told the whole situation. Chintu enjoyed it very much. But, as he approached the cage, he noticed that she was sitting in a sad mood. There was no whipping. Chintu gave him some water, but Chublubi neither ate nor drank. Chintu felt pity for the bubbly. Bubbly was looking at Chintu with apologies. Chintu told Dadi- .'Dadi please, leave Chubbuli. She has now understood the meaning of vain harassment. ”
Dadi then grumblingly said,“ Come on, if you say so, I leave it. ”Tears of repentance came out of Chublly's eyes. Grandma opened the cage. She thanked Chintu and Dadi again and started chirping at Gulmohar. Hearing his voice, everyone started laughing with surprise. Mom and Dad loved Chintu's love for birds and appreciated him. Bubbly understood that her auspicious melodious voice was meant to please everyone, not to disturb her in vain.
Grandma explained to Chintu – 'Son, any virtue or power of nature should be used in good work, someone Not to disturb. '
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