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recent update :
story of the day!!
written on Monday, September 03, 2007 @ 5:04:00 PM ✈

There was once a man who had a nightingale that could draw envy of everyone that heard it’s singing.
The man was very proud of his asset and vow to treat the bird with the finest food and best of living.
The one day, one of his sons asked.“Father, do you think the bird love you?”
“Why not? I give it the best of the available there is.
Its food and its living in the finest of cage to rest”
The son was puzzled.
“Father, if you love the bird so much why do you lock it inside a cage?”
The man had no answer.
He was afraid that the bird would fly away and never return.
“If the bird loves you, it will never fly away from you”The boy continued.
The man looked at his son and did what he was told to.
He slowly released the cage and set the bird free.
The nightingale flew up upon the sky and circle around the man.
The man then tried to whistle and signal the bird to return.
However the bird did not comply.
It flew higher and further away from the man never once turn it’s head to look back.
The man was devastated.
Days passed, weeks went by.
There was no sign of the bird.
Every day the man would look up in the sky in vain hoping that the bird will return one day.
The man had given up all hopes of finding the bird.
Finally he realized that love is something that cannot be forced.
As the man slowly walked into his house, he heard the nicest chirping sound that ever produced.
It sounded like a beautiful ballad being played in the open.
He looked up and saw two nightingales flying towards his house.
It looked the same one that he had let go.
The nightingale had found itself a love mate and brought it with her back to the old man’s house.
It was chirping merrily along with the male nightingale as they landed on the old man’s hands.
“If you love someone very much then will you let go of her?”

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