I am a Crow.
I am a bird which is not respected and envied in the bird community as well as in human beings.
What is the reason behind this? Have you ever pondered over it? No, no never! What are you advising me and leading me to? What an absurd idea! Why should I observe the black the obnoxious bird that I do not want even to see and hear about? But I will tell you my story either you want to listen or not.
I am a crow, I eat rotten things.
Often I snatch eatables from the starved children of the Africa suffering from famines.
I snatch the offspring of sparrow and eat them.
I eat stale and stinging curry.
I eat the pieces of rotten meat along with the scavenger bird the vulture.
If I am hungry and that I always am, I do not spare the dirt of the ears of the cow, bull, buffalo and donkey.
I even sip out the soaring wounds of the dying animals.
I am always on the way to find some thing to eat my stomach never filled up.
It is always burning with hunger.
I fly here and there all the day to steal something to eat.
But nothing can make me content.
I am always hungry and do not spare the filth if not find any other thing.
From dawn to dusk I wander in the city, in the village, in the filth depots and glut my stomach with all the things before my eyes.
Nothing can quench my appetite.
If night does not fall I would keep going to find something to eat, but night comes and forces me to go to my nest.
I spend night anxiously and change sides all the night waiting for the early dawn.
It comes and I again go out to fall on the eatables.
I wonder why I am so hungry.
Why my belly is not filled with all kinds of Lock stock and barrel.
If the situation should have allowed me to eat at night, I would not hesitate to do so.
But the darkness prevents me to find any thing to eat.
If I see any thing with other crow I try my best to snatch it any way fight for it and in this fight the thing is often wasted or goes in the hands of third party.
The filth has polluted my mind.
There is nothing that is called honor or conscience in me.
A lot of humiliation I face without feeling insult of any kind.
I am shooed off a lot of times from all the places but I again go there! These are the reasons which have degraded my status in the bird community.
I am an abominable creature and no one likes to become my acquaintance.
I am a crow the black bird.
I am exemplified as the odious thing in the world of birds.
All this discredit aside but I have a quality too.
That good trait of my character is that I can not bear the atrocities on the crow community.
I make a hue and cry even for that crow under siege that has just snatched away my piece of meat.
I try my best to save that fellow from death.
But you the human beings are even devoid of this quality.
You possess all my traits yet are called the superior creature of the earth.
Lust, avarice, cruelty and all other crimes are shared by you and me, but you do not take care of your fellow humans now decide the matter yourself; who is worse, a man or a crow!!
I am a bird which is not respected and envied in the bird community as well as in human beings.
What is the reason behind this? Have you ever pondered over it? No, no never! What are you advising me and leading me to? What an absurd idea! Why should I observe the black the obnoxious bird that I do not want even to see and hear about? But I will tell you my story either you want to listen or not.
I am a crow, I eat rotten things.
Often I snatch eatables from the starved children of the Africa suffering from famines.
I snatch the offspring of sparrow and eat them.
I eat stale and stinging curry.
I eat the pieces of rotten meat along with the scavenger bird the vulture.
If I am hungry and that I always am, I do not spare the dirt of the ears of the cow, bull, buffalo and donkey.
I even sip out the soaring wounds of the dying animals.
I am always on the way to find some thing to eat my stomach never filled up.
It is always burning with hunger.
I fly here and there all the day to steal something to eat.
But nothing can make me content.
I am always hungry and do not spare the filth if not find any other thing.
From dawn to dusk I wander in the city, in the village, in the filth depots and glut my stomach with all the things before my eyes.
Nothing can quench my appetite.
If night does not fall I would keep going to find something to eat, but night comes and forces me to go to my nest.
I spend night anxiously and change sides all the night waiting for the early dawn.
It comes and I again go out to fall on the eatables.
I wonder why I am so hungry.
Why my belly is not filled with all kinds of Lock stock and barrel.
If the situation should have allowed me to eat at night, I would not hesitate to do so.
But the darkness prevents me to find any thing to eat.
If I see any thing with other crow I try my best to snatch it any way fight for it and in this fight the thing is often wasted or goes in the hands of third party.
The filth has polluted my mind.
There is nothing that is called honor or conscience in me.
A lot of humiliation I face without feeling insult of any kind.
I am shooed off a lot of times from all the places but I again go there! These are the reasons which have degraded my status in the bird community.
I am an abominable creature and no one likes to become my acquaintance.
I am a crow the black bird.
I am exemplified as the odious thing in the world of birds.
All this discredit aside but I have a quality too.
That good trait of my character is that I can not bear the atrocities on the crow community.
I make a hue and cry even for that crow under siege that has just snatched away my piece of meat.
I try my best to save that fellow from death.
But you the human beings are even devoid of this quality.
You possess all my traits yet are called the superior creature of the earth.
Lust, avarice, cruelty and all other crimes are shared by you and me, but you do not take care of your fellow humans now decide the matter yourself; who is worse, a man or a crow!!
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