his sheep and goat. He had to go to mountains, pastures, with his shepherd and return back before Sun set and had to cook again. He had especial affection with his sheep and goats. He let his goat and sheep to wander in one place and for him, he used to lie down in open land and watch the open sky. Watching the free flying birds, he used to dream of being like them and visit many places. But before his dreams got full shape, he always land in reality. One day, he was seeing flock of birds in the sky. Suddenly, some group of boys shot a bullet to it and it fell down. It was struggling to acme. He rushed to the place. The mud was hovered with red blood. He hurriedly held the bird and cleared out the blood. He put some mud in order to make it relief but it struggled much. So, he quickly rushed to his home and put some medicine that his father had brought for safety. Finally, the bird got comfortable still it was unable to fly. He decided to put that bird in his home in the group of chicken. There was no any other suitable place. So, he chose the first. One day, that eagle died after having one egg. The chickens knew that they must protect and care for the eagle's egg, so an old hen volunteered to nurture and raise the large egg. One day, the egg hatched and a beautiful eagle was born. Sadly, however, the eagle was raised to be a chicken. Soon, the eagle believed he was nothing more than a chicken. The eagle loved his home and family, but his spirit cried out for more. While playing a game on the farm one day, the eagle looked to the skies above and noticed a group of mighty eagles soaring in the skies. "Oh," the eagle cried, "I wish I could soar like those birds." The chickens roared with laughter, "You cannot soar with those birds. You are a chicken and chickens do not soar. The eagle continued staring, at his real family up above, dreaming that he could be with them. Each time the eagle would let his dreams be known, he was told it couldn't be done. That is what the eagle learned to believe. The eagle, after time, stopped dreaming and continued to live his life like a chicken. Finally, after a long life as a chicken, the eagle passed away.
All people in Budgelaa village were very hard working. The interesting part of this village was the same level of earning in the village. Consequently, all were rich. There was no any gulf demarcating the rich and poor. No one ran for money like in present day. So, they all were happy. Women ran home and their men provided the source. All men were either sailor or potter. Their work started from very early morning and remained till sun set. After work, they used to gather in one junction and count their earning. All had to put their earning in front and equal money were distributed to all. The surplus was used for enjoyment which included beer, wine, party and many more. It was the system of village. In fact, a good system.
Published on Jan 22, 2012