When you have totally lost hope in humanity, there you see a good act by some good-hearted people who actually care about the chirping sounds of the sparrows (chimani in local lingo) the birds were the everyday visitor of the town and people after time got attached to the melodic nuisance created by the brown fur balls.
They build a small pond for the species to take a dip, swim in and get refreshed as the summer had some different plans that year. The heat was blazing outside evaporating every single drop from the pond, but someone or the other would always keep it filled with love. As the days passed the visitors were now tourists, hard to spot one. Seemingly the water in the small pond turned green and the ambiance turned pale.
You know why they disappeared and became extinct? Because the generation now lives with a different ideology if accidentally they see one, they would immediately remove their smart-phones to click a picture, instead of looking at their childish gestures. Why would they come to meet you? Your internet plan is capable of giving you the experience but their real chirpings would have given you thrills.
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