The other day before my morning coffee was served,
my wife brought a news with her elegant smile. It was about one of the daily
visitors to the balcony of our 3r floor apartment in South Delhi.
The news was
of a pigeon who laid two eggs on our sapling- pot. I cracked a joke with
my wife that our balcony area turned into maternity ward for that bird which is a symbol of peace. We decided not to
disturb the bird till it hatches it’s eggs. I felt amused by seeing the eggs
and hoped to see the baby pigeons in a matter of few days. The reason is that I
have never seen in my life the process of hatching by pigeons.
Everything in this world is a marvel. The only
prerequisite is, you need to have a pair of curious eyes to watch it. When you
do so, a story would be born to share with the world. Getting an idea or
thought for a writer is like laying egg and the process of putting to pen is
hatching and the 'final story' is the offspring.
We carefully guarded the pigeon during the process
of hatching as crows tried to eat away.
My wife used to give me daily updates on the pigeon during our night dinners
and how she maintained wakeful eyes to save the eggs.
Though seeing
of pigeon eggs need not be an attention grabber and most of us may dismiss it
as an ordinary thing, the writer in me wondered to see the very life process
the Creator orchestrates through eggs.
But the problem with the most of the folks is when you try to narrate
them, they don't endorse the same curiosity which may dip your enthusiasm and
you refrain from sharing. But the best way to keep your learning curve in tact
with age is to immerse into Nature for certain amount of time daily so that you
feel connected. It amounts to be 'education'.
The eminent Indian philosopher Jiddu Krishna Murti
says that Education is not just to pass examinations, take a degree and
a job, get married and settle down, but also to be able to listen to the birds,
to see the sky, to see the extraordinary beauty of a tree, and the shape of the
hills, and to feel with them, to be really, directly in touch with them. As you
grow older, that sense of listening, seeing, unfortunately disappears because
you have worries, you want more money, a better car, more children or less
children. You become jealous, ambitious, greedy, envious; so you lose the sense
of the beauty of the earth.
When it comes to pigeon story, finally, the two
eggs were hatched and two very beautiful baby pigeons came out and after some days both of them had flown out.
Being a father of two children, my heart ached a
lot when the first baby pigeon which grew in size in front of me flew out. The
caring attitude of mother-pigeon to groom the baby pigeons gave us subtle
lessons of how careful we should be in grooming our children.
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