Last week I went home.I saw a pigeon shouting in the curtilage of my home.There was deep sorrow in its cry.I asked my mother Why is it crying?She reminded me of the pigeon and its eggs during my previous visit.My mother's feelings for the pigeon and its family touched me.Although she is not an ornithologist the way she watched the pigeons is astonishing.Here is the tale of our guest from the discussions with my mother.
Before this visit, when I went home I saw the pigeon hatching its two white eggs in an empty pot.Empty I mean it has no plants but filled with soil.The mother pigeon is brilliant.It selected the pot because it is in shade due to all the plants surrounding it.Dont imagine a big garden.Its a small area where there are some nine to ten pots of plants.After selecting the place it created the bed to lay the eggs and subsequently hatch them.It untangled the twigs of our broom.With them it built the foundation and compound wall of the nest.Then it collected cotton pieces found here and there,threads,fibres etc., to cover the twigs.All this for the comfort of its young babies.Architectural skills are not pertained to man alone but also to the pigeons.All of a sudden it layed the eggs and started hatching them.During this time the male one guarded the mother and eggs against any enemies.
The pigeon meddled with the things around.It grimed the place around with its droppings.Our house maid was frustrated.Next day she came up with a plan of handing over the pigeons to the local pigeon-catcher.For this my mother was annoyed.She explained to her that its sin to separate a mother from her babies.From then onwards our house maid also bore the pigeons with patience.She even took care so that the hatching process is not disturbed.Watching the pigeons became one of the daily chores for my mother.The pigeons became a part of the conversation of my mother and our maid.
My mother has to move around the place for watering the plants and moving the pots around so that plants get proper sunlight.Then the mother pigeon flew into the air out of fear.From the air itself it ensured that no harm is done to babies/eggs.Anyhow my mother took extreme care that the nest and the eggs are not disturbed.To ascertain that the hatching process is not disturbed my mother reduced the frequency of watering the plants.
After 17-18 days the eggs were hatched.Two cute pigeon babies emerged from the eggs.Now the mother fulfilled her second phase of responsibility i.e., feeding the new born.
It gets the food suitable for the babies holding it in its beak.The way in which it feeds its babies is astounding.The sounds made by the mother will stir emotions in your heart.This act similar to the way in which my mom used to nourish me.The sounds are similar to the stories that my mother used to say when I was a toddler to make me consume the food.
Slowly the babies developed wings.One of them was strong the other one was a bit weak.The stronger one flew away one day.Then the mother searched a lot for it.But it couldn't found it.Finally it gave up and took care of the other one as usual.It carried on the rites getting food,feeding it with utmost love.All of a sudden the other one also disappeared.
The mother was anxious about her kids.It cried with sorrow.It searched around.My mother and even the house-maid were upset seeing this.The pigeon cried a lot but in vain.The babies are not going to return.They became strong,developed wings depending on mothers nourishment.Now they left their mother alone.It used to come to the place where the nest was there and cry throught out the day for about a week.Thats why the pigeon was crying.
Our parents dote on us.They struggle,sacrifice their small desires for us to make us successful in our life.Once we get the wings we should carry our parents,our well-wishers who were with us in the process of our developing wings along with us to the heights we reach.