tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89774880711178195102011-11-27T15:50:30.707-08:00Akash Anandnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977488071117819510.post-69348854096793330472007-06-27T01:13:00.000-07:002007-06-27T01:15:46.252-07:00One cold morning as I was walking through the woods I heard the sound of flapping of wings. I was afraid I started following the sound nervously when I came near the sound I saw a bird. I wanted to help but I was conscious that his mother would not misjudge me to be a hunter. She was not around so I quietly picked the bird and said some soothing words. Then I took him out of the woods to my house .I could see how nervous he was. Then I took him to a vet doctor he applied some ointment and advised me to keep the bird for a week. I got him back to my house I fed him properly he became a good friend of mine after he recovered I decided to keep him with me at my house as my companion on second thought I felt that having him at my house in a cage would be like prison for him so I decided to send him back to the woods with a broken heart and let him fly.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977488071117819510-6934885409679333047?l=akashthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Akash Anandnoreply@blogger.com7