Once, there was a boy named Bodh Raj. He always killed birds. Even his mother called him 'rakshasa'
I will kill these birds
One of Bodh Raj's friend shifted, his friends visited him seldom and he only had 1 friend, Bodh Raj who roamed in the forest near the friend's house. The house was not clean and the narrators mother said:
If your friend, Bodh Raj is so fond of animals, tell him to clean that bird area.
I am not asking to kill the birds, I'm telling to clean the bird nests.
But you only say that we should not harm animals.
When they entered the store room, Bodh Raj's friend feared that Bodh Raj would kill the birds as usual.
A kite entered the room, the birds got scared. Bodh Raj took a ladder and gave his catapult with some stones to his friend so that he can attack the kite. The friend thought:
I think Bodh Raj will take the eggs and keep it in his pocket.
But, Bodh Raj took the eggs and they both ran to the garage.
From that day Bodh Raj was never seen with a catapult, instead he carried a pouch of seeds