Strength in unity

It is a matter of time that a group of pigeons was flying in search of food in the sky. By mistake, the team wandered on the other side of the state, where there was a severe famine. The head of the pigeons was worried. The power of the pigeons’ body was getting diminished. It was necessary to get some grain soon. The young pigeon of the party was flying downstream. When the food was visible, he was instructed to the rest of the group. After a lot of time, he came out of the drought-hit area. If greenery looked down, then it was expected to get food. The young doves and the passengers started flying down. Then she saw a lot of grain spread in the field below, “Uncle, there is a lot of grain scattered in a field below. All of us will be full of stomachs. ‘The Sardar ordered to get the information and take the pigeons down and order the scattered grain in the field.

The whole team descended down and started picking pimples. In fact, he was scattered by a fan-catching pomegranate bird. The stairs on the top of the tree were its trap. As soon as the pigeon started picking up the grain, the trap fell upon them. All pigeons got trapped. The pigeon’s head beat the forehead “Oh! It was a trap spreading to trap us. Hunger had put a curtain on my mind. I should have thought that there is no point in spreading so much grain. Now, do you regret what happened when Chidiya got to the farm? “One dove began to cry,” We all will be killed. “The rest of the pigeons were defeated, but the sardar was deeply deep in thought. He said suddenly, “Listen, the trap is strong, it is fine, but it does not have the power to beat the power of unity.” If we add all our strength, then we can avoid going to the mouth of death. “The young pigeon flapped” Uncle! Tell clearly what you want to say. The trap has broken us, how did the power add up? “Sardar said,” catch the trap from all the bees, then when I say fur, then simultaneously fly together. “Everyone did the same.

Then the trappers of the trap were seen. Seeing the dove trapped in the trap, his eyes glossed. Hold it in the hand and hold it firmly and run towards the net. It was only a few miles away from the trawler that the pigeon’s head said, “Furrer!” When all the pigeons climb together, then the entire trap lifted up in the air and all pigeons started flying over the net. Seeing the pigeons flying along the net, the Behlya was silent. Some of them started running behind the trap. If the pigeon peer found Belhaila running behind the net then he understood his intention. Sardar also knew that it would not be possible for the pigeon group to fly with the trap for a long time. But Sardar had a remedy. He had a rat friend on a hill nearby. Sardar ordered the pigeons to fly towards that hill quickly. Upon reaching the hill, as soon as the signal of Sardar came, the pigeon, along with the net, came near the rat bill. Sardar gave voice to the friend rat Sardar briefly told the rat all the incident and cut the trap and asked them to free them. In a while, the rat cut the trap. Sardar thanked his friend Mice and all the pigeons started filling the freedom towards the sky.