The Beauty and Sorrow of Birdsongs
by
Gulnar Gurbanova
Once upon a time there was a hunter. He lived alone in the village. The view of village was very beautiful. In one side of the village was a forest and other side was a river. He used to go hunting everyday. It was his favorite work. One day he went to forest for hunting as usual. He saw a nice bird on a branch of a tree. It was colorful and little bird. She was singing. The hunter sat on the grass and listened to her for a long time. The song of the bird was the best music that sounded in his ears. He decided to catch and keep this bird. He made a cage for that bird and decorated it with leaves. Day by day the hunters love was becoming more and more. But there was a great sorrow in it's songs. She sang the song bitterly. The hunter didn't understand her. He saw that perhaps the cage was not comfortable for her. And he built a golden cage. But there was no difference. The bird was becoming worse. One day the hunter broke his leg while crossing the river. It was a terrible pain in his leg. The doctor advised him not to get out of bed. He spent two weeks in the bed. It was like a prison for him. He couldn't see his favorite forest and river. In this position he understood the bird's sorrow. After recovering he released the bird from his cage. She was very happy because now she was free. She can fly where she wants. And her songs were beautiful as before.
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