Bismillahir Rahmanir Rahim
Assalamu Alaikum wa Rahmatullahi wa Barkatuhu
Subject of writing: The story of a pigeon

Dear brothers and friends, how are you all? I hope you are well by the grace of Allah. I am well, God willing, with your prayers. The topic I want to write about today is the story of a pigeon. 2-3 months ago, my younger brother bought a pair of medium-sized baby pigeons. The pigeons had to be fed by force.
The food was fed in this way for a long time. After that, the pair of pigeons started eating food on their own. They also started flying in the sky on their own. Two months passed like this. The pair of pigeons entered the house alone and left the house alone. They went out and walked around the whole day and returned home.

Hey, after two to three months, a pigeon suddenly fell ill. But I did not understand. One night, instead of going to its home, it stayed on the roof of the house. The next morning, I woke up and saw the pigeon lying on the ground. In this situation, I picked up the pigeon and took it in my hand. But after a while, the pigeon died. There was only one pigeon left with it. It wandered around alone all day. However, in the evening, it got into its nest. 
I thought that since one pigeon died and there would be no more pigeons, it might fly away. But no, that pigeon stayed at home. So today I bought a pigeon from Ratankandi near our village. To pair the previous pigeon. A pigeon can never be alone. When a partner dies or is lost, another one has to be brought to pair it.

In fact, when a pigeon is lost or dies, you can understand how much pain the other pigeon goes through up close. I have shared some pictures of the pigeon I bought with you today. I love raising poets very much. Poets are one of my favorite birds. I do not raise pigeons for profit. I raise pigeons as a hobby. Okay, everyone, may you be well until today. May Allah protect you.


