The Personal Narrative of Waqar Siddiqui, a Bird Man How His Budgies Unhesitatingly Perch on His Shoulder

Parakeet on shoulder

This is the true story of Waqar Siddiqui, who is Pakistani and the true birds’ lover 

I had a childhood fascination with parrots. There was an aviary, or parrot cage, on my roof. This cage held several clay pots hanging inside. It was enormous. I used to purchase pairs of various parrot species when I went to the market, and I would keep them in a bird aviary with fresh food and water. I used to be able to sit inside this cage of parrots and gaze at them affectionately, but the birds would always avoid me and cling to the net of the cage in terror. I experienced this habit all through my early years and teens.

Suddenly, the parrots all began loving me, jumping on my shoulders and sitting on top of my head, while playing with me. Despite all the love and friendship, there is an incident lurking in the background.

Which incident lurks in the background about how my budgies love me and sit on my shoulder without hesitation?

One day, I went to the market and saw a bird seller with two parrots. Both parrots looked sluggish and were budgies. It seemed that one parrot was a bit sluggish, and another appeared to be sick and sitting weakly. I felt so sorry for it as well as loving it. After I bought the two parrots and brought them home, I fed them properly, and then I left them in the cage when they stood up. One of the parrots flew away slowly. In the meantime, while the other, much weaker and sicker parrot lay in its place, not even able to eat or drink,. As a means of protecting him from a group of powerful and quarrelsome budgies, I removed the weak budgie from its cage and put it in my bedroom. In spite of putting food in front of the weak parrot repeatedly, it did not eat, but when its beak touched the food, it began to eat. Then I realized it was a blind parrot. He was therefore unable to fly or eat by himself. I named this cute, weak parrot ‘Munna’.

Munna has begun to love me very much now. I used to have him constantly ride on my shoulders. My blind budgie parrot sleeps on my bed regularly. I watched Munna’s health slowly improve when I started feeding him myself. I now carry Munna on my shoulder whenever I go to the parrot cage. They would think that this is a good man on whom they can rest; once they saw Munna, they were really appalled to see me. This man is not bothering him at all as they sit on. After that, the other parrots slowly began to approach me until they became my best friends. In the cage, I sit on a chair, and budgies come to me like they’re flying away. Some sit on my shoulder, and my hair also gets scattered when they climb on my head. While sitting on my shoulder, some parrots rub their beaks on my ear. And all the credit for this love and friendship goes to Munna. Having established a friendship with me. Following that, all of the budgies came over to me and began a friendship.

They were the same birds that had not approached me for many years and had been scared of me for many years.