BULBUL CRAWLS

In the tumultous whirlpool of abject middle class travails,your cute little skinny bulbul,fed by a meagre supply ofMOTHERS WHITE GOLD(milk in simpler terms)

after all managed to crawl one fine day,dragging himself slowly,maybe a foot or two.

With an innocent smile he raised his head and looked up at mom as if asking to be applauded for this stupendous feat..He felt like he had conquered Mt.Everest or the Alps without a sherpa or guide.

Mom,busy with her chores hardly noticed bulbuls first attempt to MOVE..To draw her attention he sprawled on the floorand let out a loud shriek and started crying.

Turning around MOM found her her baby a good distance away from where she had put him to sleep..At first she didnt realise this but it soon dawned on her that BULBUL had indeed taken his first steps in this adventurous world.

The wailing shook her out of her stupor and rushing towards him she swooped him off the floor,hugging him,kissing him and cuddling him.

Bulbul though happy could not understand the importance of this moment.Mom had never been so happy before.Bulbul repeated the crawl again

when mom put him down on the floor and called.

Aa,aa,aaja,aaja,aaaaaaaaaja raja. Moms face lit up like the sun her glee was unexplainable...She gripped lil bulbul in her arms and rushed over to the neighbourhood  aunty,narrating all this with joy.

Days passed and months later Bulbul made his first attempt to stand and walk.

Thus started bulbuls journey into this uncertain,unfriendly,unknown,unfathomable world.....