There’s a pigeon factory in my home! Now now… it doesn’t mean that I make pigeons. It means that many pigeon couples live in my balcony. After been evicted many times, they have unfailingly returned here. Just like the encroachment on Delhi streets. May be I need a Supreme Court stay order or will it be a fly order?
And these pigeons reproduce @ speed of light! I think they compete with other couples who will produce more kids. Hence the pigeon population keeps increasing. Is it an Indian phenomenon which has trickled down to pigeons or does it happen everywhere? The ‘maternity ward’ as called by my family, is doing brisk business these days.
Oh the babies are actually adorable. They are yellow in colour and look like chicks (and chicks here doesn’t mean hot looking women). One little chick got my attention. So I sang Nelly Furtado’s ‘I am like a bird’ to it everyday. A few days later the baby died and I was heart broken. I hope I didn’t kill it with my singing. I just wanted to motivate it to fly.
And here’s one couple who has made a home at my window sill. If in the night I switch on the light, they think that morning has arrived. Invariably they start flying and end up crashing on the grill. Bird brain, they are!
Alright, enough of pigeon tales for now. Gotta go and pretend to work now!
Originally posted on Wednesday, May 03, 2006 1:31 PM
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