Today I had my morning tea from the farmacy in our campus.Since a table and some chairs were there outside the shop and nobody was occupying the seat,I thought it'd be better to sit there and relax for some time.Do I need to mention that I was alone?.some girls from the neighbouring hostel was there in the shop and I could see more people coming through the road.
After having my tea I droped the cup there in the ground itself as a normal Indian .
Suddenly a dog caught my attention.I dont know if the term 'dog' is the right one(But it was a small dog and its strange for me to use words like puppy).The dog was running towards my cup. He(gender is a guess) put his head into the cup .He tried to clean the cup though nothing was inside it.A face resembling like a sad human face came out of the cup.Yes,surely it would not have gotten its breakfast.probably,in the previous day too .After the first failed attempt,it satrted scanning throught the ground and licking the things which appeared like food to him(if you felt offended by the word 'licking' ,I am sorry,but it was doing so).but sadly not even a piece of bread was there in the ground.The only thing it got was some dead insects.With deep sorrow ,it gave a look at me.But the social animal in me was not kind enough to buy some food for that poor creature.
I watched the whole drama with a cruel sympathy.Perhaps thinking like ,one good thing done in a moment would not make you Gandhi throught the life.And when I thought over it again ,I recalled the Indian ideology of reincarnation.
And who knows,in the next life I may be in the dog's place and the dog may be in my seat ...
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