HOW SHOULD I NARRATE THE STORY OF MY VOWS . I HAD ALWAYS LIVED WITH THE HUMAN RACE . THEY ARE GREETED BY MY CHIRPING IN THE MORNING . I SWEETLY SAY GOOD MORNING MY MASTERS . I AM MOSTLY FED BY THE DISCARDED GRAINS REJECTED BY HUMANS . THE CHILDREN PLAY WITH US . WELL SAID "CHIRI CHONCH BHAR LE GAYI NADI NA GHATIYO NEER ". BUT NOW A CHANGE IS ON THE CARDS . HUMANS ARE DRIFTING AWAY FROM NATURE . CHILDREN DON'T PLAY WITH US . MOBILE TOWERS AND POWER TOWERS ARE BEING RAISED DAILY . THEY INTERFERE IN OUR SIGNALS . WE DIE REGULARLY BY THEIR RADIATIONS . HUMANS HAVE CHANGED THE ARCHITECTURE OF THEIR HOUSES . OUR ENTRY HAS BEEN TOTALLY BANNED IN THE NEW STRUCTURES BEING RAISED . OUR NESTS ARE NOT SAFE NOW . OUR GENERATIONS ARE NOW EXPOSED TO RAIDS FROM ALL SIDES . WE ARE FAILING TO COPE WITH THE SITUATION . OUR NUMBERS ARE DWINDLING DAY BY DAY . HOPE SOMEBODY REALISE THE EMERGENCY AND TAKE US OUT FROM THIS DISTRESS , OTHERWISE WE SHALL MEET IN SNAPS ONLY .
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