Few days back I was speaking to a well wisher, who inquired about the kittens and my plight last year.
Yesterday after tiresome day I returned home and trying to fresh up, I could hear hissing sounds. I could sense that was the meowing sound of kittens. For couple of minutes I was just wondering the source of the noise, finally I realized and reached to wards bed. When I removed the bed covers and sheets I could see the cat coolly trying to nurse its kittens. My instant reaction to that was to move away from the place and was trying to relocate the kittens to a safer place. While I cleared the place the cat was trying to run around me. I couldn't get the agony of the cat initially, I gave way to the cat and it carried all its kittens to another place where I cleared enough room to keep the kittens and also place for the cat to move around. My personal requirement for freshening up my dinner become secondary importance. Finally when the cat and kittens are together I withdrew from the place to look after my works, later before going to bed I started recollecting the events. I remembered when the cat was moving its kittens one was dead. For a brief moment I felt bad. I wish I could speak to the cat so that I would have done much helpful work.
Yesterday after tiresome day I returned home and trying to fresh up, I could hear hissing sounds. I could sense that was the meowing sound of kittens. For couple of minutes I was just wondering the source of the noise, finally I realized and reached to wards bed. When I removed the bed covers and sheets I could see the cat coolly trying to nurse its kittens. My instant reaction to that was to move away from the place and was trying to relocate the kittens to a safer place. While I cleared the place the cat was trying to run around me. I couldn't get the agony of the cat initially, I gave way to the cat and it carried all its kittens to another place where I cleared enough room to keep the kittens and also place for the cat to move around. My personal requirement for freshening up my dinner become secondary importance. Finally when the cat and kittens are together I withdrew from the place to look after my works, later before going to bed I started recollecting the events. I remembered when the cat was moving its kittens one was dead. For a brief moment I felt bad. I wish I could speak to the cat so that I would have done much helpful work.
4 comments:
Delightful write-up Sir! I instantly fell in love with it for I too have had felt the same experience but I wasn't matured enough to write about it!
Thank you very much for the encouraging words, frankly speaking after reading blogs I found my writings improved
Haha... That is indeed the beauty of 'reading' Sir! What do you say? And thank you for teaching me as well! :)
your are right, teaching I read in a book is two way process "Learning"
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