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एक जोड़ा था नर-मादा का, भोली थी बुलबुल, नर सादा था |

अम्मी इस चिड़िया का क्या नाम है? 25-year-old Munazza is never fed up with the stories of Nani's angan and mischievous 3-year-old Munazza, who's in love with the birds, trees, and skies. Nani and Maamu always explained to me with patience and loveबुलबुल.

The red-whiskered bulbul, or crested bulbul, is a passerine bird native to Asia. I learned that from Google during my 20s, with extra tabs about the Baobabs (central South Africa), Kauri Tree (New Zealand), Silver Birch (Finland), and Yoshino Cherry (Japan) open on my condemned laptop.  Such Rare trees are found on earth I want to learn it all. I love Al Musawwi Allah (the Flawless Shaper) for creating this magnificent universe. 

This afternoon, my mwaani (maternal aunt) was pruning the branches of the madhumalti tree. Pruning is when you selectively remove branches from a tree. The momma and Abbu bulbul started chirping at the loudest tone, thinking the tree was being cut. Oh my, the love Allah has placed among all the living beings. Mwaani gave them reassurance by stopping the pruning in between, waiting for them to go away in search of food. Momma Abbu Bulul remained patient distancing them a few steps away from the aangan after giving a small peck (a gentle kiss) on the babies' heads. Pruning was done well.

Cheerfully, they both returned with a brown and grey worm in their beaks to fill up the babies' bellies. The ‘chi chi chi’ with closed eyes is the music at Nani's place. The birds sat on the curry leaf tree in another angan after their babies slept. Tip toing I stumbled twice to view the baby bulbuls. On my toes, I reached the tiny branch where the best nest was balanced, and I witnessed a pure view. I got scared of scaring the birds, and I recited shahadah and a few ayahs (verses) from the Qur'an. Look how serene they felt. Indeed, Allah Subhanawultala (Al Haqq) rightly says in the Qur'an, “those who believe and whose hearts find comfort in the remembrance of Allah. Surely in the remembrance of Allah do hearts find comfort.”

I am writing this while listening to the sound of Zephyr, the chirping of sparrows, Munia, and Bulbul, with Suqoon. 🐦🌳🌿





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