a man standing in a field with a bird on his hand

Once upon a time, in a quiet village nestled between rolling hills and green meadows, there lived a humble farmer named Raju. He worked hard each day, tending to his crops and caring for his animals. Though he had little, he was content with his simple life. His wife had passed away years ago, and his only company was the wind whispering through the fields and the songs of the birds in the trees.One morning, as Raju was plowing his field, something unusual happened. A brilliant flash of gold swooped down from the sky and landed gently on a tree branch nearby. It was a golden pigeon, its feathers shimmering in the sunlight like precious metal. Raju had never seen anything so beautiful. The bird cooed softly, and when Raju stretched out his hand, it flew down and perched on his arm.As if by magic, the moment the golden pigeon touched him, Raju felt an odd warmth in his heart. The bird seemed to understand him, its eyes filled with kindness. It stayed with him, never flying away, and soon became his most cherish