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A touching, painful (true) story (name has been changed for anonymity):
Once upon a time , there lived a young lad , Hrehaan , with his parents in a small town in the outskirts of Mumbai .
Hrehaan was a happy-go-lucky boy, whose favourite pastime was playing around with dogs , cats , butterflies . His love for animals , birds , creatures was evident from the flawless, innocent million dollar smile that ran across his face when he watched the birds fly or a caterpillar nibble at a leaf or when he used to feed the street dogs & cats from his tiffin.
Once while returning from school, he found a small puppy sitting in a bush & weeping. The poor pup seemed to be separated from its mother & was in a paranoid state. Little Hrehaan ,couldn’t just let the puppy lie there in that state & so he carried the puppy home .
Though his father was initially reluctant to let the puppy into the house , his Dad had to bow down in front of his son’s innocence.
Hrehaan’s happiness knew no bounds in the company of his new found friend , whom he named “Tiger”.
As days passed by , Tiger became part of Hrehaan’s family . Though Tiger grew up as a pet of the family it had all its freedom to move around in the locality .
Hrehaan got admission for his Engineering studies in one of the colleges in Mumbai & so it was time for him to shift base to a hostel. The initial few days of Hostel life was quiet tough for Hrehaan , bout’s of Homesickness & loneliness had casted a spell of melancholy around him , and so was the state of Tiger as well . Gradually , with time he started focusing on his academics & would just look forward to weekends , so that he could rush back home to be with his family & his best buddy “Tiger”. Tiger too would wait eagerly at the door steps for Hrehaan.
One could witness unconditional companionship between the two ,in the way, Hrehaan would feed Tiger with his own hands ; Tiger would lick him passionately ;both of them would be in their own world ,unaware of the world around them.
Hrehaan had just returned back to hostel after the study leaves & was preparing for his final semester exam’s .He was very excited about the new phase of his life that was about to begin , having got recruited in one of the top MNC & also with the thought of being back with his family.
Back Home ,one fine morning Tiger was found dead in the backyard . Everyone in the family were mourning over Tiger’s death ,as they too had grown extremely fond of him . However ,the news was not conveyed to Hrehaan as that would have shattered their son. No one bothered to investigate what could had been the reason for Tiger’s death .
However ,the tyranny of faith had already played its game . Hrehaan had fallen sick with high fewer , shivering & howling in pain . He was immediately taken to the Hospital. He had started behaving weirdly , only to be diagnosed as being inflicted with rabies .
How painful it would have been for the parents to see their son succumb in front of their eyes in such a dreadful way .
The heart-broken parent’s of Hrehaan , didn’t knew whether it was rabies that had taken their son’s life or whether it was their son’s Unconditional ,Innocent love for a helpless animal that had taken up his life.
Hrehaan was a happy-go-lucky boy, whose favourite pastime was playing around with dogs , cats , butterflies . His love for animals , birds , creatures was evident from the flawless, innocent million dollar smile that ran across his face when he watched the birds fly or a caterpillar nibble at a leaf or when he used to feed the street dogs & cats from his tiffin.
Once while returning from school, he found a small puppy sitting in a bush & weeping. The poor pup seemed to be separated from its mother & was in a paranoid state. Little Hrehaan ,couldn’t just let the puppy lie there in that state & so he carried the puppy home .
Though his father was initially reluctant to let the puppy into the house , his Dad had to bow down in front of his son’s innocence.
Hrehaan’s happiness knew no bounds in the company of his new found friend , whom he named “Tiger”.
As days passed by , Tiger became part of Hrehaan’s family . Though Tiger grew up as a pet of the family it had all its freedom to move around in the locality .
Hrehaan got admission for his Engineering studies in one of the colleges in Mumbai & so it was time for him to shift base to a hostel. The initial few days of Hostel life was quiet tough for Hrehaan , bout’s of Homesickness & loneliness had casted a spell of melancholy around him , and so was the state of Tiger as well . Gradually , with time he started focusing on his academics & would just look forward to weekends , so that he could rush back home to be with his family & his best buddy “Tiger”. Tiger too would wait eagerly at the door steps for Hrehaan.
One could witness unconditional companionship between the two ,in the way, Hrehaan would feed Tiger with his own hands ; Tiger would lick him passionately ;both of them would be in their own world ,unaware of the world around them.
Hrehaan had just returned back to hostel after the study leaves & was preparing for his final semester exam’s .He was very excited about the new phase of his life that was about to begin , having got recruited in one of the top MNC & also with the thought of being back with his family.
Back Home ,one fine morning Tiger was found dead in the backyard . Everyone in the family were mourning over Tiger’s death ,as they too had grown extremely fond of him . However ,the news was not conveyed to Hrehaan as that would have shattered their son. No one bothered to investigate what could had been the reason for Tiger’s death .
However ,the tyranny of faith had already played its game . Hrehaan had fallen sick with high fewer , shivering & howling in pain . He was immediately taken to the Hospital. He had started behaving weirdly , only to be diagnosed as being inflicted with rabies .
How painful it would have been for the parents to see their son succumb in front of their eyes in such a dreadful way .
The heart-broken parent’s of Hrehaan , didn’t knew whether it was rabies that had taken their son’s life or whether it was their son’s Unconditional ,Innocent love for a helpless animal that had taken up his life.
Stupidities in action
What a disaster a single letter missed out of a sentence can do … ufff L ….
Firstly, I apologize for the delay in sending the Documents.
Throw out the “I”
Firstly, apologize for the delay in sending the Documents.
Imagine the state of the person who makes this blunder in a mail sent across to someone important J .
Firstly, I apologize for the delay in sending the Documents.
Throw out the “I”
Firstly, apologize for the delay in sending the Documents.
Imagine the state of the person who makes this blunder in a mail sent across to someone important J .
Thoughts ...Passion ..Imaginations Set free
This is my first attempt at publishing (or as we call it now Blogging) over the net,
A place where I can let go free my thoughts, my imaginations & my passions.
As it is rightly said , It’s never too late … J
There is a bit of every character present within us , a good person , a bad person , a writer , a actor , a doctor , a teacher ,an engineer .. the list goes on .But it’s up to us to analyse & realise ,at least one trait in our life that we are most passionate about & kindle it into our existence such that it becomes one of our basic needs for survival.
A place where I can let go free my thoughts, my imaginations & my passions.
As it is rightly said , It’s never too late … J
There is a bit of every character present within us , a good person , a bad person , a writer , a actor , a doctor , a teacher ,an engineer .. the list goes on .But it’s up to us to analyse & realise ,at least one trait in our life that we are most passionate about & kindle it into our existence such that it becomes one of our basic needs for survival.
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