Wow, look at those Ganga Mynahs, they are not usually found here.
Bodh Raj took out his catapult and I was about to stop him but before I could I heard a loud clang as the projectile hit the roof.
The tiny beaks hid and the cooing of the little birds were not heard anymore. Bodh Raj aimed again and struck a beam. Bodh Raj seemed proud of his aim but was angry that he missed his target twice.
You know...I think this kite comes here everyday and hurts and frightens the mynah chicks.
A kite flew in and Bodh Raj assumed the kite was hurting the mynah chicks after seeing it fly down and flap its wings loftily. As the kite tried to attack the chicks, Bodh Raj saw himself in it.
Bodh Raj saved the mynah chicks as I distracted the kite by throwing pebbles at it.
When Bodh Raj arrived the next day, he didn't have a catapult or any pebbles; instead, he was carrying a bag of seeds. Bodh Raj and I had a good time watching the young chick's antics.
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