You made my day
6:40 am: I am late, as usual. I run around the house searching frantically for my socks while mom warns me not to leave without eating. Ugh,.. How much she insists on having breakfast. She knows my appetite well.
After a lot of fuss, I get ready, hastily apply jam to my paratha (kind of an Indian bread) and run out to hoping to reach the bus stop barely in time. I walk at supersonic speed to my target while happily munching the morning snack. This is a daily scene and the regular people around no longer give me crazy looks. Some old lady (stranger) on the street once quipped: चालता चालता खाऊ नको रे … ( “Don’t eat while you are walking”). Yes grandma, I hear ya!
A little puppy follows me. He also runs at as fast as he can to catch up with my brisk walking. Street dogs! What a menace… I murmur to myself. I’m half kilometer away from my home and the pup is still following me. He is running so fast, that his limbs might just fall off! Silly dogs. (I am still eating).
I reach my bus stop and heave a sigh of relief. I can see the bus far away trying to slither like a snake thru the morning bustle of milkmen, paper boys and the commuters. Victory! (I’m almost done eating).
Happily, I stuff the last bit of paratha into my mouth. My mouth is really full now. I look around, … what the hell… The silly puppy is still here! He is looking at me intently. Stop staring at me you crazy dog! But his sight is mutely focused on me. There is a strange kind of sadness in his eyes. They are large, black and sparkling, and piercing straight inside. He is watching me chew the food. Then he licks his mouth.
My heart crashes then and there.
The dog is hungry, and I just finished eating. He was chasing me all this time hoping to get something to eat. He is still looking at me hopefully. Oh dear God, I have nothing to feed him… I’m still in shock, trying to recover. For a moment I’m unable to think or move. Then I start thinking and moving. I buy a pack of Parle G (glucose biscuits) and empty it. The fellow nibbles at one biscuit, and then gladly eats away the whole pack.
There! A satisfied look in those eyes! He is wagging his tail furiously. He looks happy. I feel so happy!!
I’m watching this little creation of God till he finishes his snack and trots away. Meanwhile my bus has already gone.
But who cares! I’m the happiest person on earth today! You made my day!
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#1
Ashwin Sep 28, 2006 5:56Nice story. Simple and straight from heart.
also, new look of your site is good.
i came here searching for trek travelog, where is it?
#2
Sushant Chaudhary Sep 28, 2006 8:04Geart!!
Its hard to find such instance inour Running Time.
I am glad that you are experiencing it. and now that Enjoyement is not a BIG time it come always in small packets.
“Make my day!” there can’t be a better Caption tah this.
#3
Priyank Sep 28, 2006 9:15Ashwin:
Thanks, oh and the travelog link will be up tomorrow. sorry!
Sushant:
Indeed, we are so busy, that we fail to notice things around us…
#4
Raji Sep 28, 2006 10:27just Thanks !
#5
Devendra Bhatte Sep 28, 2006 23:26You know what! Every morning, I have exactly the same feeling when I see hungry puppies in our society. I have wished a hundred times that I will keep a packet of Parle-G in my bag and feed them. But, I never did that and I just watch them vanish, one after the another.
Depressing, ain’t it?
#6
Devendra Bhatte Sep 28, 2006 23:28BTW, Nice story! And from when did you start liking puppies?
#7
Puppy Sep 29, 2006 10:26Thank you Priyank. I was hungry for last two days.
God bless you!
Puppy : )
#8
Mandar Sep 29, 2006 16:33I am proud of you!!!
#9
Rahul Athale Oct 06, 2006 1:50Hey Priyank,
I had come across your website (must admit its awesome) sometime back but then didn’t post any comment. But today again somehow I landed up here and this time I’m posting this comment. Your blogs, images, stories are very nice to read and i’ve now added your website to my favourites (this should make you smile ;-)) ..I used to live in Dombivli 8 years back. Spent my growing days there (live for 12 years) so enjoy your Dombivli too..
Cheers,
Rahul
#10
Devendra Bhatte Oct 09, 2006 23:41Jis tarha heere ko heera katta hai . . .
Sone ko sona katta hai . . .
Lohe ko loha katta hai . .
Theek usi tarha dekh lena ek din . . Tumhe kutta katega
#11
Priyank Oct 11, 2006 20:18Raji:
hahaha, I know what you mean.. Thanks!
Devendra:
Atleast you notice them!
PS: I hate street dogs. I hate puppies. I hate them…!
Puppy:
bhow bhow!!
Mandar:
Nice to hear from you
Rahul:
Thanks, and welcome
Devendra:
hmm… aaj kal kuch jyada hi bhonkne laga hai
#12
backpakker Feb 06, 2008 12:19I think the pup just knew whom to ask ..
#13
Priyank Feb 06, 2008 14:35backpakker (Lakshmi):
shh… dont say* it so loudly, all dogs will hear it
#14
Deepika Mar 10, 2008 6:34Such kind gesture from a dog-hater is commendable!
Trust me, even the street-dogs are lovable. U just have to look into their eyes…
#15
Priyank Mar 10, 2008 6:55Deepika:
Thanks for commenting here!
Yeah, some of them have very deep eyes, as if they want to speak something
#16
devendra Mar 31, 2008 13:07so, how are dogs in canada?