A black bird found a piece of food in a village and flying into the sky with the meal in his beak.
A flock of his brother chasing him and seizing the food greedily, pull it off from his beak.
The black bird then left them with a piece of food in his beak, and the crazy herd of birds leave him alone.
When the black bird flew with striking and diving, he thought, "I miss the food, but I get a peaceful sky again."
Sufi
22 December 2011
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