In an ancient temple, a number of pigeons lived happily on its roof top. When the renovation of the temple began for the annual temple feast, the pigeons relocated themselves to a Church nearby. The existing pigeons in the Church made the necessary adjustments and happily accommodated the new comers.
Christmas was nearing and the Church was being given a face lift. So, all the pigeons had to move out and look for another place. They were fortunate to find a place in a Mosque nearby. The pigeons in the Mosque also welcomed them happily.
When it was Ramadan time, the Mosque was being repainted and all the pigeons moved to the ancient temple.
One day the pigeons heard some communal clashes below in a market square. The baby pigeon asked the mother pigeon "Who are these people, who are fighting with each other ?"
The mother replied; "They are Human beings".
The baby asked, "But why are they fighting with each other ?".
The mother said "These human beings who go to temple are called 'Hindus' and the people who go to Church are called 'Christians' and the people going to the Mosque are called 'Muslims'".
The Baby pigeon asked, "Why is that so? We were pigeons whether we were in the Temple, Church or Mosque. Similarly they should be called just 'Human beings' wherever they are".
The mother Pigeon said, 'You, me and our Pigeon friends have experienced God. That's why we live peacefully here in a highly elevated place. These people are yet to experience God. Till then they will fight and kill each other".
Reflect on the wisdom of the pigeon!
The truth is that God is not in holy books or places of worship, but in the heart, and in the silence of the soul.
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