Little Meera loved birds. She always smiled when she saw them flying high in the sky.

One day, on her birthday, her uncle gifted her a beautiful green parrot in a small shiny cage.

Meera was so happy! She named him Mithu.

Every day, she fed Mithu sweet fruits, cleaned his cage, and talked to him. Mithu sometimes said, “Hello!” or “Meera!” which made everyone laugh.

Meera proudly told her friends,

“Mithu is so lucky! He has a lovely home, tasty food, and so much love!”

But slowly, Meera noticed something…

Mithu became quiet.
He didn’t speak much.
He didn’t flap his wings like before.

He just sat silently, looking out the window. Outside, birds flew freely across the open sky, singing and playing. Mithu just watched them… his eyes full of longing.

One morning, Meera opened the window for fresh air. Mithu’s eyes lit up. He looked at the sky, then at Meera.

Suddenly, Meera thought:

“Mithu has wings.
He’s meant to fly.
But I’ve kept him in this small cage for my happiness.”

She looked at the cage. It was clean and shiny, but it was small—too small for Mithu to stretch his wings properly.

“He spends time here… but this is not real life,” she thought.
“He needs space, sky, and freedom.
Birds are not meant to sit in a corner.
They are meant to fly.”

Her heart felt heavy.

She sat near Mithu and whispered,

“I thought I loved you, Mithu… but I forgot to think about what you need.
Real love means giving freedom, not just food.”

Slowly, with teary eyes, she opened the cage door.

Mithu didn’t fly right away.
He was unsure. His wings had become weak.
But after a moment, he stepped out.

He looked at Meera one last time, then flew—slow at first… then higher… then stronger—until he disappeared into the sky, where he truly belonged.

🌟Moral of the Story🌟

Birds are born to fly. A cage—even if it is clean and full of food—is still a prison.

They may stay in it quietly, but deep inside, they are missing the sky.

If we truly love animals, we should not keep them for our joy. We should let them live freely, in the space they need—not just survive in small cages.

Because love means letting them be who they really are.