It was a fine bright morning. But for five months old chirpy Skittle, it was one of the most terrifying mornings. 😦
Skittle had to fly alone, collect food and come back home. Since it was her first time to do so, she thought of taking help from confident Max who was also of same age as hers.
“Hey Max, I need your help” Skittle chirped from her nest.
Actually Max’s mom had already told her a day before that today it was going to be skittles’s first flight. But somehow Max found it entertaining to see the helpless Skittles suffer (are we humans so influential on birds?! 😯 ). So even after Skittle called her hundreds of times, she turned her deaf ear to her.
Both Skittle and Max were born in the same month and since then were best of friends (though the above scenario tells a different picture 😐 ). Max took her first flight alone when she was mere one month old. Since then she used to fly alone to far away mountains, trees, plains and what not.
On the other hand, Skittle had never been out without her mother. Be it collecting food or simply flying, her mother had always been with her. But today Skittle’s mom wanted her daughter to become independent.
“It isn’t that easy as you’re saying mom” Skittle told her mom.
She continued “You cannot expect me to become confident and independent in one day. Before today you didn’t even allow me to step out of our nest alone. Then how can you expect me to fly these many miles in one go. It’s not one day process, it’s a gradual process. I feel safe only with you.” With this Skittle started crying.
But today her mom had decided to make her daughter as fearless as Max.
So even after Skittle pleaded her mom for an hour, it all went in vain. Finally a very scared Skittle, with heavy heart flew far, far away.
But did she come back???? 😮
I’ll let you know that soon!;)
PS- Just like Skittle’s mom, even our moms tend to provide the most protective shelter in the world. But a moment comes when we become so DEPENDENT (Caution : this is a very dangerous word) on this shelter that facing this world alone becomes the worst nightmare.
Don’t take me wrong, our parents should provide us the safe shelters. But they should also start pushing us to face the real, inhuman, political face of the world at the right time. Otherwise we become too dependent on our parents that facing this world alone becomes the impossible task for us.
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