[FONT=comic sans ms, verdana]Once upon a time a bird in a cage,sang for her merchant master. He took such delight in her song,day and night that her feelings began to matter. He grew so fond of her,that he always brought her water in a golden dish,and when he had to go on a merchant ‘s journey,he asked her for her wish. “I will go through the,forest where you were born,past the birds of your neighborhood. What message should,I bring them,for you to sing them of the news,,of your present good?” “Tell them I sit in a cage full of sorrow,singing my captive song. Day and night locked up,my heart is grieved and I hope it,won’t be long before I see them again and look on their faces,and fly in freedom,through the trees. What message do they have,from their lovely forest that will set my heart at ease? Oh I yearn for my beloved to fly with him and spread my captive wings! Until then I sit disconsolate separate from all sweet things.” The merchant went with his donkeys,through the thick and melodious wood. When he got to where his bird was from,he stopped and pushed back his hood. “Oh birds, one and all,greetings to you from my pretty bird locked in her cage. She sends her love,and wants me to tell you of ,her condition and ask your sage for a message to take hack,that will ease her heart,and turn over a brand new page. She is all alone with bars all around her— she wants to join her beloved and sound her,song through the air again for her heart be free again.” All the birds listened,then suddenly one shrieked,and fell from its branch to the ground. The merchant froze to the spot,he stood on and nothing could astound him,more than this did. One bird had fallen down dead! He went to the city and traded his goods, He returned to his house and went,around in a mood unable to speak. Finally his bird asked him what message came from their beaks and he stood before her cage and said, “Oh, nothing to speak of.” “No, no,” she cried, “I must know at once!” “I don’t know what happened,” he said, “I’m a dunce! I told them your message then one fell down dead!” Suddenly, his own bird shrieked and fell on her head onto the floor of her cage. He let out tears of rage. “Oh, what have I done?” Now my moon has gone out,and so has my sun! Now my own bird is dead — my life means nothing. I will have to bury her now,dear, dead thing!” He opened the door and reached in and took her into his hands, careful not to drop her but once out in the air,she flew up with one swoop and flew out the window,onto the nearest roof slope. “Thank you, merchant master, for delivering my plea. That bird sent me a message that instructed me on how to win my freedom and fly quite free. So I go now to my loved one who is waiting for me. All I did was be dead.All I had to do was die. It’s easy once you use your heart and your head. Goodbye, goodbye, master no more! I will fly into space,to my beloved I’ll soar!” She returned no more.[/FONT]
very nice, hasa....which shows how much 'freedom' is important... by the way, I liked the plan....to get freedom....'play dead'...it happened once that a baby hummingbird accidentally came into our house and we tried to help her out, but in vain...suddenly it fell down and played dead.. when taking her out...she just flew away once she smelled freedom... sriniketan
nice poem, and siriniketan's episode is also an enlightenment,, even in the film shankara, the truth asks the bird would it not enjoy the freedom it says how is it, it is like the sweet fruit i give you now he gives a grapes and tells the bird u have been living on only chillies so please taste this fruit and fly away, he opens the cage and it flies away, every human is also trapped in this cage and would love to fly away one day....sunkan