Wednesday, September 14, 2022

~ The Walk…~

My morning walk saga has changed a bit and that is due to an unaccustomed mate who has joined me. I don’t know him nor does he know me, as I have seen him since two days sitting in the muddy water, cooling himself of this humid climate. Just the other day our eyeball-to-eyeball contact led him to follow me rigorously as he was my obedient fellow pal. Surely, this act of his made others walking on the aisle a bit nervous and uncomfortable as the was after all a street dog!


As I also started to observe his gestures with adamant care, he had followed me in a unique way. Testing him was the only way I could have had a glimpse of his loyalty towards me. I steered away from my usual path and so did he, when I stopped, he stopped too wagging his tail quite often. I don’t know what past life connect we both might have, his expecting eyes were intriguing and just looking at him would make him happy, all I could guess was that he just wanted to be with me and I was too loving my just found company!

Suddenly, I stopped as it was time for my stretching exercises, he stopped too and to my amazement started to softly meow as if he wanted to walk more with me – his tail wagged non-stop. I immediately sensed his want and swiftly did my exercise with a motive to walk as the cannel so wanted – I realized that I had just formed a bond with him and wanted to keep that for long , so soon I started to look around for him as I walked, a clear sense of ‘sensitivity’ had dawned upon me, knowingly fully well that there were so many other street dogs in the part who could pose a real danger to my friend, citing so that he was frail and not that strong to defend himself of any eventuality.

Then the time came that I had to leave as time was pointing me to start my daily chores though internally, I was in no mood to say ‘adieu’ but the situation became so. I turned around and caressed him, he too obliged and sat on his haunches and incessantly wagged his tail showing his sweet nature and love for me. The whole gesture became a timeless moment and in that I gave him a name “Milo”.

He kind of loved his newfound name as when I started to walk he had sensed that it was end of today’s meeting as he could see the exit gate of the park. He stopped and when I turned back and voiced ‘Milo’ he came running towards me.

I had surely overrun the time for my daily walk but was in no repentance, the time I had spend with Milo was a memorable one, the Cynophile that I am, my love for dogs (especially street dogs) is no secret, almost every canine who lives in my vicinity knows me and wags his/her tail when they see me.

Now I wait for the sunset today when I will again be meeting my friend ‘Milo’ and would thus walk with him – thinking of even talking with him even if our languages are different but ‘Love’ being the bridge will fill the vacuum…

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