A pair of birds had built a nest and laid three eggs on the high cornice of Keshav's house. Every morning, Keshav and his sister Shyama would stand transfixed below, watching the birds fly to and fro with intense curiosity and wonder.
Their minds were flooded with endless childish questions: How big are the eggs? What color are they? How many are there? What do the parent birds feed them? How will the chicks sprout their wings?
With their mother occupied in endless domestic chores and their father absorbed in books and writing, the two children comforted themselves by asking and answering their own imaginative queries.