Tiny baby monkey feels exhausted and sad when mother behaves in such a harsh way. The little one doesn’t understand why the warmth that once comforted him now feels so distant. His mother, once gentle and tender, now pushes him away, trying to teach him independence. But to the fragile baby, it feels like rejection — a sudden storm in what was once a world full of love and safety.
He sits quietly under the shade of a large tree, his tiny eyes glistening with confusion and longing. Each time he reaches for his mother, she turns away or scolds him. The baby trembles, unsure of what he has done wrong. His little hands clutch his chest as if trying to hold onto the love that seems to be slipping away.
The mother, though stern, is not cruel. Nature has taught her that her baby must grow strong and learn to survive on his own. But her lessons come in ways the little one cannot yet understand. To him, every harsh gesture feels like heartbreak. He watches her move further away, her tail swaying in the breeze, and a small cry escapes his lips — a plea for affection, for reassurance that he’s still loved.
As night falls, the baby curls up alone, feeling the cool wind brush against his fur. Exhausted and heartbroken, he closes his eyes, dreaming of the days when his mother’s arms held him close, when love was simple and safe. Deep down, he hopes that tomorrow she will look at him with kindness again, that her touch will be soft, her eyes warm. For even in sadness, the tiny baby monkey’s heart still beats with hope — a hope that love will return.
