From the Wild

A wild pigeon everyday landing down on the rooftop of my house tin roof sometimes accompanied by another walking and pecking where I was sitting,reading,writing or relaxing on a mattress . Other pigeons also came but not returned, only he was a regular visitor. My wife usually flaps rice from the mill there and put some broken rice grains on a sand pan for him. As the days passed by he did not fly away whenever I woke up to exercise and walked in a circle around him. Rather he came closer and closer to me. I felt closer relationship between us developed in course of time.