It is a daily habit to water the plants early in the morning. While I was going about my daily routine, I saw a small bird fluttering its wings, trying to get into the path of water and be surrounded by the water droplets, which it did and, quite frankly, enjoyed a lot.
This went on for some days; the bird kept coming back, moving through nooks, crannies and leaves to immerse itself in water. One day, I intentionally lifted the pipe in the sky and let a spray of water flow. Within a few minutes, the bird came, and as time went by, many more birds of the same kind came, bathing in the water and chirping melodiously.
Emotions can be understood without uttering a word.