Throughout the year, I get to see a lot of small birds like spotted munia, bulbul, etc., building their nest in the trees around my house. Sometimes due to the harshness of city life, things don’t end up as expected for these tiny lives. Recently, a bulbul had built a nest in one of the trees. It had two little hatchlings in a couple of days. We could hear them chirping all day long.
One morning, I woke up to see that one of the babies had fallen out of the nest and injured itself. It could barely move. It was so tiny that it almost scared me even to pick it up. I had seen my mother help such birds many times, so I decided to follow her example. Since the nest was high up, I had to get something else to place the bird in until I found some help to reach the nest. I managed to feed it some water. That day, I looked after it all day. I thought its mother had barely even noticed the missing baby since I couldn’t see her anywhere.
The very next morning, I heard some noise on the balcony where I had kept the baby, and to my surprise, it was its mother feeding it. It made me feel so much better to see that the mother found it. Later, my brother and I managed to get that baby back into the nest. In the following days, we saw the birds take care of both the babies and finally saw them both fly away in independence.
This shared passion for nature keeps me closer to my family and enables me to see small wonders of nature in the chaos of city life.
Nature always finds a way to take care of its own, sometimes through the kindness of human hearts.
~ Pracheta Nevase