A bird is always around.

The beginning of the story should be amazing. Because the listener should like it. Suddenly one morning I am watching, two crows came around in the pot and saw uncle or muush pika, it is good to have squirrels together, they are looking for complete food. Everyone who was glued to this special drink said, It can be done after drinking Kaa in between. So let it be like this. Many of the thin allowance soaked in his little one's way. Laga but the mouth could remain open and gave milk to both the sides liked it. After several continuous treatments, a drop of water was dripped into his mouth. On the third day he became so good and confident. That I caught my finger with both his little claws. The tail and the sparkling gleaming eyes began to amaze at time. We started calling him Gillu. I hung it on the window with a wire by laying cotton in a light nugget to keep. The same remained for two years and Gillu's. He shook himself. When I sat down to write, it would come to my feet to get my attention and climb over my head and then this running sequence would continue till the same speedy reply


Sometimes I would catch Gillu and put it in a long envelope in such a way that apart from his front two paws and head, the monkey would remain inside the Karaspugat envelope. When he felt hungry, by 'chick-chick', as if he would inform me and when he got cashew or biscuits, in the same condition, he kept munching on it by holding it with the claws outside the envelope. Then came the first spring of Gillu's life. Seeing Gillu sitting beside the lattice peeping out of my senses, I felt that it was necessary to free him. I took out the nails and opened a corner of the lattice and on going out through this route, Gillu really settled for liberation. It was also a problem to save such a small creature from the dogs and cats that grew up in the house. On going out of my room, Gillu would also go out through the open lattice of the window and became the leader of the squirrels all day long, jumping and jumping on every branch, and at exactly four o'clock he came inside the window and started swinging in his swing to surprise me. For he would sometimes hide in the flowers of the vase, sometimes in the curtain of the screen and sometimes in the leaves of Son Juhi. 
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