
Most of them look at me like they've encountered a serial murderer, when i tell them i hate pigeons. Now in a country where pigeons are fed to become obese to appease innumerable Gods, there is a general feeling that i am committing moral as well as religious suicide with my confession. C'mon crows are better options than pigeons, they don't do Public Displays of Affection (PDA) in front of little kids playing near your window. Where does that entire ruckus about sex education go? Out on the window! What reason can you possibly come up with? Tell them the pigeons are doing weight training or that is pigeon WWF, see the one on top is Khaleel the bottom one is Undertaker.
I hate the sound it makes; I hate it so much that i don't want to type it! I hate the way it stares me down, as if I am the reason his mate turned lesbian. Dangerous liaisons occur in the pigeon kingdom too...but why the hell on my window? Go do it in the White House, as it is they symbolise peace (I reckon replacing a condom instead of an Olive branch, will do wonders for world peace). I hate the very fact that how can people live with its shit and feed it make more shit, no wonder Arctic ice melt is directly proportionate to the shit it shits.
I am gladly willing to work for ISRO or DRDO for free if they are into development of Pigeon Missile Technology. I am willing to share my idea for free on how to use pigeons for the protection of the country by using their shit as the war head. Surefire way to annihilate the scum across the border. Or perhaps we can send men covered in pigeon shit as cross border terrorists...these are some ingenious ways to use that impertinent bird of peace. This way pigeon will become a protected bird since there would be a decline in their numbers owing to their use in defense purposes. We will have Pigeon Sanctuaries, Pigeon Preservation centers... That would also take care of the extreme anger and violence that I feel when I look at the red legged avian.