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A journey with my dog
In this forlorn world, no human vows to stay with us till the last breath. All have their own axe to grind. All remain busy with their drudgery of routine. But, some organisms are made for us ,whom we dub pet. Though we snatch their happy living by captivating them behind the bars but a couple of jaunty memories with them get encased in our life diary. In my life, I too have a four-leged companion who do not understand my language but me.
I came across a tiny beige-fured puppy with wagging tail and wiggling tounge, craving for some food. I catered him a plate full of rice. That compassion of mine inaugurated our enthralling friendship. He started coming before our abode every afternoon looking for some food. Gradually the stray dog shaped itself as the most precious gift in my heart. It grew old and currently, he's a quite grown up doggy. For my higher education, I shifted to towns and somehow our wonderful bondage dwindled. For the corona virus pandemic, we are settling in our ancestral home for a couple of months. And, our friendship enhanced in this period of time. In this write- up , I'll share one beautiful experience with him. So, one ,two,three ,and here we go.
Before our house, an alley stretches amid two ponds and ends up beside one dilapidated house. The house is surrounded by trees and a stagnant red water .The place is repleted with rustling leaves, buzzing crickets, birds with flapping wings. Along with me, in this small yet bewitching journey, Montu,my best friend, stalked.
In the way, lies an age old huge peepal tree which in our village gets worshipped annually. There lies a grave of one monk who died of a heart attack on that place. A bamboo forest adjoined with them. And the whole surrounding is pregnant with obscure bushes. I walk and leap sometimes. Montu with his barking, follow me. I talk to him about my life, dreams and days ahead. I'm pretty sure that he fail to understand what I'm saying but he can feel me and my feelings. This makes him my best friend.
After that comes a narrow rugged land with abstruse flora and on walking it,we reach an open place with heaps of tranquility. Open fields, trees in series, cows,goats, ponds, palm trees and what not! Everything I find there,and even the things that is not present over there.
We continue our journey and we reach the heaven like place. All you can do is gazing at the most wonderful scenerio. The definition of horizon will get acquainted with you and the meaning of country-side life too.