So as renovation gets underway in our house and the house gets transformed into Our Home, a winged species is trying its level best to call our home, their home.
That's right. I am talking about the (damn) pigeons, who were made extremely famous by the Lata Mangeshkar/Bhagyashree combo in 1989 with Kabootar Jaa Jaa Jaa from Maine Pyar Kiya.
While that song was purely sung in romantic emotions, we now wish to sing the same song in order to shoo away the birdies from making their love nest in our gallery. And what a mess they create. They are relentless in their pursuit and hell bent on being permanent residents. We even had to move a very important plant inside the house just so the doves don't eat the once-in-a-lifetime blooming flower.
K and I were out for 1 night and the next thing we know is that the foundation (that too of metal wires) is already laid down. Sorry, but only humans are allowed to stay in 402 Shreevardhan.
One old dove had refused to fly away even after being shown the stick and our guess was that the Wise Old One was about to breathe its last (just don't die here, please). It's gone now but three others seem to carry the tradition of making our lives miserable. And the Shit!! Holy Shit, please clean up after you finish your business.
I really can understand (now) why Mohnish Behl absolutely hated the doves (circa 1989; Maine Pyar Kiya). There is only so much one can tolerate about the birds (sorry nature lovers).
The solution for this problem is unfortunately one of the last parts of the home improvement project. Until then, I just wish this aerial menace is limited in its presence at our home.
Please, one last time, just for you, Kabootar Jaa Jaa Jaa....
That's right. I am talking about the (damn) pigeons, who were made extremely famous by the Lata Mangeshkar/Bhagyashree combo in 1989 with Kabootar Jaa Jaa Jaa from Maine Pyar Kiya.
While that song was purely sung in romantic emotions, we now wish to sing the same song in order to shoo away the birdies from making their love nest in our gallery. And what a mess they create. They are relentless in their pursuit and hell bent on being permanent residents. We even had to move a very important plant inside the house just so the doves don't eat the once-in-a-lifetime blooming flower.
K and I were out for 1 night and the next thing we know is that the foundation (that too of metal wires) is already laid down. Sorry, but only humans are allowed to stay in 402 Shreevardhan.
One old dove had refused to fly away even after being shown the stick and our guess was that the Wise Old One was about to breathe its last (just don't die here, please). It's gone now but three others seem to carry the tradition of making our lives miserable. And the Shit!! Holy Shit, please clean up after you finish your business.
I really can understand (now) why Mohnish Behl absolutely hated the doves (circa 1989; Maine Pyar Kiya). There is only so much one can tolerate about the birds (sorry nature lovers).
The solution for this problem is unfortunately one of the last parts of the home improvement project. Until then, I just wish this aerial menace is limited in its presence at our home.
Please, one last time, just for you, Kabootar Jaa Jaa Jaa....
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