Once upon a time in a village there lived a group of pigeons. They were residing on the top of the mosque. The Festival Of Ramadan has arrived. The Mosque is slated for decoration. Mould and Dust are cleansed. So the pigeons shifted their home to the temple.
They started living in the integral part of the temple. Meanwhile, the festival of Dussehra came about. In that decoration the pigeons flown to the church. Then, the festival of Christmas occurred. So the group again migrated to the mosque.
One day, religious conflicts are taking place in front of mosque. A little pigeon which is growing up asked her mother.
"Who are fighting there?"
"They are humans" - Said her mother.
"Why are they fighting?"
People who go to mosque are Muslims, Hindhus go to temple, Christians go to Church. This is a religious conflict between Hindhu - Muslims.
Little Pigeon Was Surprised. So She Inquired We Used To Went around temple , church and mosque. Right ? We are Pigeons anywhere we live. Why is it Different for humans?
Mother Pigeon Laughs and Says "We live above them, Sky is Ours , Our life is of Freedom.
Humans are Superior to all Living Things in Mind and Intelligence. But Humans divide themselves with Walls like Religion, Caste, Race, Gender and Class.
Until Humans leave these walls They won't have freedom like us. This Conflicts will be Perished. Until then it will be same like this.
Lets go fetch food for ourselves said mother pigeon to her little one.