A Lesson From Pigeon Eggs
Recently, I went to my sister’s empty house where a maid comes once a week for cleaning. The gallery net had been torn for some time, and somehow we kept delaying repairing it.
Meanwhile, a pigeon built a nest there and laid two eggs. Just a week earlier, a pigeon had died in that same space covered with worms. The maid had a tough time cleaning the mess.
Seeing the eggs, the maid and I were in a moral dilemma about what to do. I asked my sister who asked us to remove the nest to avoid another risk.
We both felt miserable. I felt even more sad because I regularly feed pigeons on my bedroom parapet.
Since December 2025, one pigeon comes regularly to my window in the evening. It sits there all night, and flies away early morning.
But that evening, when I returned from my sister’s house, it saw me and flew away. I could sense that subtle rejection.
I love Ferrero Rocher Moments chocolate. When you remove the outer crust, the inner chocolate looks like a small egg.
That night, while eating one, the outer layer broke off and I suddenly saw that “egg-like” shape that reminded me of the pigeon eggs. I felt so aweful and filled with guilt.
The next day, I took my brother and finally repaired the torn net. I kept thinking that if we had fixed it earlier, perhaps the pigeons would never have made a nest there in the first place.
Not every moment gives us the chance to display compassion. Sometimes life forces us to make difficult decisions. But the universe has its own way of awakening our conscience.
I silently blessed those pigeon eggs and prayed that those little lives may return to the world again somewhere.
If I can feel so much guilt over two pigeon eggs, how do world leaders sleep at night after so many innocent human lives are lost?
PS: The Pigeon is back to sitting and sleeping on my window pane. 😊
