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The train gone. The lonely pigeon waiting for the next one.
I sat waiting for 1:05 am train to start the home journey from Wellington back to Upper Hutt. The train doors open, a message inside saying: No eating or drinking inside.
A pigeon came hopping along. Hopping, because it had no feet! No feet but still looking for some morsels to eat.
How did it survive till now? Were its feet amputated by some waste that we, as humans love to just throw away? Was it born without feet or did a rat eat its feet while still young? Questions churning.
In the meantime, the pigeon happily hopped into the train. Another pigeon came along. It also jumped into the train, chasing my special pigeon out. I started wondering: From where is this pigeon? Where is its place to rest during the night? Is it a safe place?
In our lives it is important to know that we have a safe place to go to. I am so glad I could take the train back home where I am safe. Out of the elements of nature. Not like this poor pigeon always on the look out for people and other situations that can harm it.