Birds were chirping on a guava tree.
A small boy was taking breakfast near the tree.
Some birds came down near the boy and make some noises.
He threw some breakfast before the birds.
Birds were eating and he was seeing them.
He became happy and smiles with joy
and Claps with gay.
I realize that the real happiness lies in the service of needy people and animals.
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