Blog entry ko ito noon 2003. Experience ko pagpasok ko sa trabaho.
I saw a pigeon in the middle of the road. It won’t fly. It won’t move. It was just there. It seems saying, kill me.
It was looking at what appeared to be the remains of another pigeon that might have been run over by a car, as to when, who knows.Only a few feathers left. The pigeon looked like, it cannot get over the death of a friend or a lover. The grief must be so intense that it did not bother if it too would be the victim of a hit-and-run driver.
We waited until it finally walked to the side of the street. It did not fly. It must be thinking of coming back for the fallen friend. The fallen bird was loved; some people aren’t.
Blog entry ko nang sumunod na araw.
I forgot to tell you that the next morning, I saw a dead pigeon or dove on the same spot where the first bird was. I am not sure whether it was its mate or another bird.
Regardless of the negative thoughts about pigeons as “rats with wings”, poop all over the place, noisy, dirty and spread diseases, this CAT was gripped by a sad, sinking feeling seeing the dead bird. I need to make a visit to that place where humans are addicted to some substance and stuff, they call coffee. Oh, its been a while that I have not visited these people who would chat about topics randomly as an excuse to drink coffee.
Talking about pigeons.
Bakit ko binuhay ang mga entries ko? Kasi may forwarded e-mail sa akin si dawn na prehong kuwento.
Here his mate is injured and the condition is fatal.
She was hit by a car as she swooped low across the road.
Here he brought her food and attended to her with love and compassion..
He brought her food again but was shocked to find her dead.
He tried to move her ... a rarely-seen effort for swallows!
Aware that his sweetheart is dead and will never come back to him again, He cries with adoring love..
He stood beside her, saddened of her death.
Finally aware she would never return to him, he
Stood beside her body with sadness and sorrow.
Millions of people were touched after seeing these photos in
America and Europe and even India . The photographer
sold these pictures for a nominal fee to the most famous newspaper in France.