KNOCK! KNOCK!!

KNOCK! KNOCK!!
Who’s there?
A glossy black house crow was sitting on the windowsill of kitchen, was tapping her beak on the window pane. It’s the aroma of dishes cooked by my mother which attracted her.
KNOCK! KNOCK!!
My mother gave her pieces of chapatti. She gathered all in her small bill and flew away.

Next day
KNOCK! KNOCK!!
The same bird again, feeling hungry, wanted something just anything to eat. This very movement the meal was not yet prepared, so my mother put two biscuits on windowsill. She took away one biscuit and the other one was taken by some other crow that was hiding in ber foliage.

Third Day
KNOCK! KNOCK!!
The intelligent creature was demanding food as usual; as usual my mother gave her few left over bread crumbs. Soon seven- eight crows came who were sitting on the top branches and couldn’t be seen from kitchen window pane. In a minute everything was finished.

Fifteen minutes passed.
KNOCK! KNOCK!!
The lazy bird was yearning not only food for herself and her children but for her whole family. My mother stopped giving her any eatables.

One should never be helped fully. It makes one idle. One should be helped to some percent only so that one continued to struggle for its survival.