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flock of birds fly, he was alarmed when one of the shepherds shot a bird down. Osin rushed to the place where the bird laid covered blood fluttering its tiny wings in acme pain. He hurriedly held the bird and cleared out the blood. He put some mud in order to make the bleeding stop and hurried to his home to put some medicine that his father had brought for safety. After some time the bird got at ease but still it was unable to fly. Osin decided to put the bird in his home in the group of chicken. There was no any other s
uitable place. So, he chose the first.

  One day, that eagle died after having one egg. The chickens knew that they must protect and care for the eagle's egg, so an old hen volunteered to nurture and raise the large egg.

  One day, the egg hatched and a beautiful eagle was born. Sadly, however, the eagle was raised to be a chicken. Soon, the eagle believed he was nothing more than a chicken. The eagle loved his home and family, but his spirit cried out for more. While playing a game on the farm one day, the eagle looked to the skies above and noticed a group of mighty eagles soaring in the skies. "Oh," the eagle cried, "I wish I could soar like those birds." The chickens roared with laughter, "You cannot soar with those birds. You are a chicken and chickens do not soar.

  The eagle continued staring, at his real family up above, dreaming that he could be with them. Each time the eagle would let his dreams be known, he was told it couldn't be done.

  That is what the eagle learned to believe. The eagle, after time, stopped dreaming and continued to live his life like a chicken. Finally, after a long life as a chicken, the eagle passed away

  All people in Budgelaa village were very hard working. The interesting thing about this village was that everyone had same level of earning. Consequently, all were well off. There wasn’t any gulf demarcating the rich and the poor. Hence, the villagers were all happy folks. Women took care of the household chores and their men provided the source. All men were either sailor or potter. Their work began from dawn to dusk. After the sun set, they all gathered in a junction and counted the money they had made after hard day’s work. Everyone collected the money and distributed amongst themselves in equal share. The surplus was used for enjoyment which included drinking and merry making. This was the tradition of the village.