I was wondering how many life of the little birds were lost during the year. The question does not arose just like that..almost everyday, I notice loss of life before they can look into the beautiful world.
The scene is very common on my upper floor, which happen to be home of many pigeons, but call it a fate or poor life, many of the small eggs get destroyed, even before they could hatch them properly. Almost every day, I found these broken eggs spoiling my floor.
The liquid has a touch of redness which implies that the baby has started to grow inside. Still the buzzing pigeons could not able to save them. And these just fell on the floor.
In case the eggs could have been saved, there would be another beautiful life that could easily make the world more beautiful. Remember the white beauty I had in my hands last week. She flew away in the open sky and must be enjoying somewhere.
But the count of loss and life is increasing day by day, putting the life of these species of no value.
The nest of the birds were at too high. I am unable to check upon them. Wish I could do something for them, hope the destiny has something else for these little cute life.