Mere Ghar aai ek " Mashkalli " Ohho pyari se " Mattakl...

Mere Ghar aai ek " Mashkalli " Ohho pyari se " Mattakl

This is one of the cutest and wonderful story of my life which I came across few days before. Its start in the house we have taken on rent in North Delhi with my brother and cousin. This was two room set house wd and open roof . Our Land lord was on ground floor and we were in first floor.

With God grace I got extremely caring and good natured landlord ppl. I had taken one separate room for myself and other room was shared by my brother. We kept Tv, Comp

all in their room.

My room was with my stuff and books and had more bookish environment.

There is big window which open on road side from my room. And closed to that I put

my bed. on opposite side of it there is one rack side, where I kept those stuff which I don’t use regularly. It was quite long platform kind of and spacious place.At a time when in the morning I forgot to closed the window, and come back from my work I used to find pigeon leaping from here to there. There is one pair who found their house in my room, and they choose the rack side.

In the beginning I didn’t realize that I had few guest in my house who are royally living in my room and enjoying. Then One Night while I was browsing a book I realized their

“Gutargun” in light tone of voice. a pleasant voice, 'cooing' sound and most have about 4 or 5 types of calls.

I was initially scared who is there in my room, then realized this mid pitch is coming from the rack side. I kept my book aside and decide to see is there any pigeon forgot to go their home? I stood on chair to see what’s happening on rack and only I said “Oh My god” there is one “lofts” they have created with small dry gross paper, and wood sticks. There is one seems to be female pigeon was sitting on small eggs.

I couldn’t stand there for long and get down as she was equally scared by me and was staring me who “who the hell she is? Came to see my house that too without my permission”

Any way Morning I spoke to my brother about this, and he was “ yaar wo apna ghar bana rahe free me ” ham eggs utha ke bahar kar dete hai and u closed your window and keep cheqing the room.. I was little anguish with this, why to remove their eggs and home, and decided my small guest will stay in my room. This way first time I had “pigeon Room Partner”

I had a strict warning to my brother and his friends not to disturb them otherwise

“ Anzaam bahut bura hoga” . I have sweet brothers they easily get bounce with these kinda scolding.

I was watching their activity every evening I used to open one side of my window for their better transportation , and used to keep little uncooked rice or other grin so they don’t need to move any where far from their house.

Though still I was stranger for them and I too avoid going and chqs eggs if they were around. I was waiting for young pigeon to come out of their eggs and wanted to hear their

“Cooing”.

Two days before I was getting ready in my room for office the window was closed.

Suddenly there is one pigeon came out from rack and flee towards the window side. It seems He kept his small egg in his mouth; I was horrified and blank out what to do. He was roaming here and there. I open the window and went out of the room, he flee away.

I didn’t have dare to go and chq their lofts.I went to my work, in the evening when I came in my room, I found one egg ‘shell in my room, with little blood on it. It seems that young pigeon was out of their shell.

I was equally excited but didn’t dare to go n see as their parents cooing and presence was there and more over I didn’t feel like disturbing “A New Family bounding”

It was such a pleasant time. Next day in the night time again as my routine I was reading my books,I hear very pleasant and light “cooing” voice and I realized ohh the Mashkalli is there in my house.

It was such a pleasant time no matter you are a human being or a bird, the mother was their with them, feeding them taking care of them. She used to head off her wings to give them more comfort, and enjoying her motherhood time.

I saw them in the morning. Very small cute who were not able to walk, or fly I feel like touching them but was scared with their mother how she will react.

I feel like singing this song “Mere Ghar aai ek “Mashkalli” Ohho pyari se “Mattaklii”Door gagan se us par, meri mashkalli..

I said thanks to “Allah ” to give me a beautiful chance to live this movement.

Thank you God….