"The Bird Who Stole My Mom's Heart"
Jealousy, Rice, and the Bird That Won.
The only bird I am jealous of!
Every morning she has got this habit to to stop by and shout so hard that my mom runs to shower all her attention. She has got wonderful nicknames! Every morning, Every afternoon and evening she gets all my mom affection and attention.
She will only eat from my mom's hand. If you even try to peek in while she is being loved and cared by mom.. She will fly away and then you find my mom scolding!!
This love and trust of course is built over the years. Initially,she would never come close to my mom and then slowly and gradually she got my mom's love, affection... Everything!!
This is love without condition you would say but the little birdy has got a condition, she needs rice that to be served by my mom with full affection! I swear I never got this love and affection while eating. You don't eat then you are being scolded or no food for the whole day!
The language of love..
One day, as usual, my mom's third child was shouting at the top of her voice. However, my mom was a bit busy, so I did the kindest thing, despite my inherent jealousy: I gave her plenty of food.
After I gave her the food, she shouted even louder, so much so that my mom came into the kitchen and said, "What have you done?! Can't you hear that she will only eat small rice, not these big ones?"
I was like, "Hear what?"
My mom said, "Can't you hear the bird shouting so loudly?!"
Since then, that little bird understands what my mom says, and my mom understands her language well!
When you team up with your annoying brother!
My little brother is the second one to receive my mom's affection, right after that little birdie! And, as usual, my brother loves scaring birds away. One day, he did the same thing to my mom's third and most affectionately loved child. As you might have guessed, he was scolded... a lot! :)
After that, we had a nice conversation about that little creature and how she steals our mother's attention. Thank you, if tears covered your eyes!
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Comments (3)
Your mother has such a deep and emotional connection with the birds. It is truly amazing. Your mother is kind, and truly, in the hustle and bustle of life, no one else would be like your mother, who finds enough time every day for that bird. You have described it in such a deep, wonderful way. 👍👏✨🐤
"You don't eat then you are being scolded or no food for the whole day!" got me rolling 😂 It's so real. This happens with me! I'd replace that bird with my nephew; for my mom 💖 I loved it 🤩✨
How lovely