~ Calling it a day…~

 He came and quietly sat down near the space which he thought would be fit for him to rest and also to hide himself from other roaming street canines. His dark color and sublime nature were not noticeable to me first but as his eyes shine when he looked at me, I was able to see a glimpse of him hiding in a corner!

His persona was meek and as he sat rolling his eyes, I could sense the pain that he must be going through, the freak little dog could not stand on his own feet and my “Pooches” had no takers. Giving him a biscuit would not comply as he had turned around his face in uniqueness, he was just not interested to have it , Gosh – I could have leant the language to communicate with animals with such misery. Suddenly he thought of turning his face and tried his best to see me, I caressed him and tried my best to make him comfortable, but the weakness of his body severely restricted his movement.

What made me grow in anger was to know that the mutt was tamed and was somebody’s pet and was having a strap around his neck. He had been abandoned seeing his frail health, the poor dog had to feed for himself not to forget that he has to take on the hostile environment of the outer world – the vengeance and superiority and power struggle of street kingship of other canines, the insensitivity of humans was all remarkable!

As the time passed he tried to slept and just lay ‘as Dead’, as I tried to touch him, there laid no sign of life for once and this made me believe that the poor fellow has called it a day, but suddenly there was a movement and he started to wag his tail , though slowly, giving me his acceptance of our new found friendship!

I didn’t wanted to disturb him more left him with some eatables, though I knew that he was not in a condition to have them, as my short lived experience with the pooch had shown, night had fallen to its full darkness and it was time to sleep but the canine was all over my mind.

Just thinking how it would be to wait for death in loneliness and where you are incommunicable to others. For our old generation, who have been just been ‘Abandoned’ by their children for greener pastures, they leave behind their legacy to unchartered waters, the oldies remain at the mercy of their destiny sometimes awaiting that last day of their life when suddenly a moment would come and they would rest lifeless.. This dog episode had a great learning for us humans, we are grown insensitive to others, be it plants, animals and of course our peers, forgetting our own end…as they say time is a big healer, today it is this unfortunate dog, tomorrow would be any of us… the end would remain the same…