A pigeon has laid eggs in a flower pot in our balcony. No matter how hard I try to guard our balcony, the pigeon finds it’s way and is resolved to make our balcony her new home. This has happened twice before. The first time, Saju and I couldn’t bring ourselves to dispose the eggs watching the mama hovering around our balcony all the time. But, once the eggs hatched, our entire balcony area became a mess and it took us 2-3 days of rigorous work to clean up. The second time it happened, we tried to contain our emotions and Saju had to dispose the eggs with this horrible guilty feeling. This time around, Saju doesn’t want to do it, he is still brooding over his act of killing a baby snake couple of days ago and doesn’t want this burden also upon him. Now, I am tasked with this gruesome act of driving the mother pigeon away and be done with those eggs. I am feeling miserable at the moment and this churning feeling is killing me.
This churning feeling…
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