A pair of pigeons appeared to be fighting in our courtyard. Two of my students who were present there tried to separate them but in vain. It appeared as if one had caught hold of the other's paw with its beaks and was not letting it go.
I too joined the boys in ending the fight. But the pair managed to go away a little bit with their combined effort. The boys realised that they were not fighting. Rather they were badly entangled by the string with which kites are flown. The plight of the birds was pitiable.
We implored one another to catch the birds and cut the strings. All of us shied from doing so. Had there been a boy from the village side, he wouldn't have thought twice before carrying out the relief operation. At last one of the students mustered courage and caught them. The other cut the string. My contribution was little. I had given them the scissors and also made a video.
I blessed the boys on behalf of the birds and said, "May God cut your fetters too in the difficult situations just as you have cut the entanglements of the poor birds!."
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