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Autobiography on a bird


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Answered by dhana232323
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AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A BIRD    

 I do not know how small a creature I was in my childhood. I only remember that we, the three brothers, lived in a nest on an upper branch of a banyan tree. Our mother used to visit us from time to time, and feed us something from her beak. Very soon, we grew up and learnt how to fly. Now we, the three brothers, began to fly in the sky Now we found out our own food from here and there. Our mother lived with us in the nest at night. She did not worry about us any more. Because we had become self-dependent. I flew in the sunny morning clear sky with a flock of birds, circling and diving, and again rising up. My wings have grown stronger day by day. Now I fly over the hills, the streams, the palaces and the cottages. I see men and women, some in bright dresses, and some in tattered clothes. From high up in the sky, I see everything in a tiny form. I am a happy bird. One day I will become old and weak. Maybe I will die like my father some day in heavy rains and storm or being electrified by the overhead bare wiring on the public road.


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Delicately coming out of my egg shell, I came into this world. My parents were my biggest strength because they taught me everything well and how. Crawling out slowly, I saw sun rays bright and shining with the dancing trees . My parents told me that this is the world and to it, I belong.

They fed me daily and made me comfortable in the prettiest of the nests and when night wore its darkest coat, they warmed me with their softest feathers. They taught me daily of the world's affairs and how life and world sustained in a large vessel. The most exciting day of my life was when I learned how to fly because every bird's strength is having a perfect flight.

I couldn't fly perfectly but through daily practice, I perfected my flight. Daily I learned about myself and also the world around me. The saddest day of my life was when I had to leave home, in order to find myself. I left home and flew to the world which beheld abundancy.

It was a bright new day when I was alone, in search of food and comfort. I had to face many difficulties in order to stay safe and sound. Every day I left from home with an empty stomach but I came back at night with a stomach full of satisfaction. Every day I roamed around the world and met new birds and made new friends.

My best mate was a woodpecker unlike me who was a lyrebird. We both traveled the whole world and migrated every season to our respective places. It was really beautiful to see greenery and colors because this is what for me, life was all about i.e. to witness each and every beautiful place. It was time for me to attract female birds in order to find a companion and I did. She was the prettiest lyrebird I had ever seen. We both rested under a beautiful nest and made our life even wonderful with little hatchlings. They completed out life and we made a beautiful family. This is the life which I dreamed of and which, each and everybody else should dream of

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