There,once, lived a woman, who made it her daily routine to watch a
bird.The bird was glossy with beautiful feathers and it flew in the sky majestically. The woman loved the bird and eventually the bird too befriended the woman. It always came to her for food and play and then flew away. The woman mourned when the bird left and once, caged it. It remained there.The woman used to sit by it's cage and talk for hours but gradually she lost interest. The bird was no longer glossy, with time it turned ugly. The woman came there only to feed it and clean the cage. The bird died. The woman longed for it. She was nostalgic about the flight of the bird. She never thought about the bird in cage instead she always remembered it as she'd seen it the first time it flew. After years, death knocked her door. "Where are you taking me?" She asked. "To the sky, so even you could fly with your bird" came the reply....
