Yello everyone! How you doin'! Btw, since my blog revamp, I have been inundated with requests from junta asking me to do the same to their blogs. I'd love to. But it's gonna take at least 2 coffees and one dinner for it :-)
The window sill in our drawing room is one nesting ground for pigeons that are so common in Mumbai. This sill offers the perfect setting in terms of cover from natural elements and thanks to the variety of plants my mom grows over there, a nice camouflage from other birds. And thanks to my dad's affection towards them, our window-sill has gained quite a reputation amongst the winged community!
And for the last couple of weeks, there's been a new guest here. It settled itself comfortably in one of the flower-pots and has pretty much not moved since. Every evening, my dad comes home from office " and spends a couple of minutes feeding this pigeon, giving it water and all. And the pigeon likes all the attention and care from my dad. But should I try to show it the same affection, man it comes down on me like Satan! I go even a couple of feet near it and it gets pretty angry! I am sure it a girl-pigeon. *sigh*
The pigeon gave birth to two little pigeons (what do you call a baby pigeon anyways?) last week. And they are awesome!


In spite of pretty good foliage, this mom and kiddo pigeons are exposed to the rest of the pigeons and crows during the day looking for a quick bite. And every couple of weeks, I am entrusted the responsibility of taking an injured pigeon from our window-sill to a animal-care shelter near our home. A couple of days ago, I came home during the day to see the mom pigeon battling a group of almost 7 crows. And what a sight it was! It was waaar! One pigeon taking on 7 hungry crows baying for blood. Man, respect! I had to run towards the crows with my battle-cry to get them to flee. Some might say that this sort of a thing is a natural process of evolution and that I shouldn't intervene. Maybe, but I am not gonna let a pigeon die in front of me. Not on my watch.
"When animals try to kill each other, we call it evolution. When humans try to kill each other, we call it democracy."
The window sill in our drawing room is one nesting ground for pigeons that are so common in Mumbai. This sill offers the perfect setting in terms of cover from natural elements and thanks to the variety of plants my mom grows over there, a nice camouflage from other birds. And thanks to my dad's affection towards them, our window-sill has gained quite a reputation amongst the winged community!
And for the last couple of weeks, there's been a new guest here. It settled itself comfortably in one of the flower-pots and has pretty much not moved since. Every evening, my dad comes home from office " and spends a couple of minutes feeding this pigeon, giving it water and all. And the pigeon likes all the attention and care from my dad. But should I try to show it the same affection, man it comes down on me like Satan! I go even a couple of feet near it and it gets pretty angry! I am sure it a girl-pigeon. *sigh*
The pigeon gave birth to two little pigeons (what do you call a baby pigeon anyways?) last week. And they are awesome!


In spite of pretty good foliage, this mom and kiddo pigeons are exposed to the rest of the pigeons and crows during the day looking for a quick bite. And every couple of weeks, I am entrusted the responsibility of taking an injured pigeon from our window-sill to a animal-care shelter near our home. A couple of days ago, I came home during the day to see the mom pigeon battling a group of almost 7 crows. And what a sight it was! It was waaar! One pigeon taking on 7 hungry crows baying for blood. Man, respect! I had to run towards the crows with my battle-cry to get them to flee. Some might say that this sort of a thing is a natural process of evolution and that I shouldn't intervene. Maybe, but I am not gonna let a pigeon die in front of me. Not on my watch.
"When animals try to kill each other, we call it evolution. When humans try to kill each other, we call it democracy."






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