There are many things that impress me deeply but one in particular comes to my mind today due to a discussion I had last week with some friends; and that is: seeing an old person, having a hard time walking (maybe leaning on a stick), feeding pigeons in the park (or wherever). I know that there are disputes regarding this kind of activity and that feeding birds had been prohibited lately in many cities due to the diseases they spread, the mess they do, the damages they bring to the historical buildings, etc but still… I cannot remain untouched when I see elders feeding pigeons. This image always melts my heart while many thoughts cross my mind. I cannot stop thinking of the old age and the very few things that brings people joy in their later years, I think of the loneliness of old people (and not only) and the need to love and to be loved, the need to feel that somebody still needs you, the need to be taken care of and to take care of someone, being that a person or the birds of the sky… Some elders face fines for feeding the birds, but some of them don’t stop, regardless. For them feeding the birds might be one of their last available pleasures in life, the little thing they still can do to feel they matter, to feel they contribute with something to this world. And maybe the birds that rest on their shoulder, their arms, their laps are the only beings with whom they interact to all day long, maybe they have nobody else, maybe the love they get from the pigeons is the only drop of love they get in this world. Who knows what story lies behind their refusal to stop feeding the birds…

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