The eagle hatched with the chickens and grew with them. He clucked and cackled, scratched the earth for worm one day. The eagle saw a magnificent bird, flying, gliding in a graceful manner against the power of wind. When he enquired his neighbour about that bird he was told, that was the king of the birds, eagle. He belonged to the sky, they belonged to the earth – were chickens. The eagle among the chickens accustomed to the environment of the chickens. Though he was eagle, but he had learnt to live as the chickens did. Therefore the eagle lived and died a chicken for that’s what he thought he was.