"Why do I have such an odd beak?" Pattu wondered aloud, his eyes glistening with unshed tears.

Pattu's mother asked, "What troubles you, my dear?" Pattu replied, "I hate my beak. It looks so strange compared to Birju the Eagle and Kalki the Cuckoo. Their beaks are so much better than mine."

Gyani Kaka suggested, "Come, Pattu. Let us talk about your beak."

Gyani Kaka asked, "Do you enjoy eating worms or fish?" Pattu shook his head vigorously, "Ew, no! I could never eat such things." Gyani Kaka smiled and continued, "You see, my dear, each of us has been created uniquely, with our own preferences and strengths."

Gyani Kaka explained, "Your beak is perfect for the Brazilian nuts you love so much. Imagine if you had a beak like Birju or Kalki, you wouldn't be able to enjoy your favorite food."

"Thank you, Kaka," Pattu said, feeling lighter and happier. With a newfound sense of pride in his unique beak, Pattu flew back to his mother, ready to embrace his distinctiveness and the joys it brought to his life.