Halo
is one among the pack of four stray dogs that dominate our village. He was a
normal dog ,until an unfortunate accident happened to him. It was a very hot
summer and maybe he was very thirsty. He put his head in the water container
made of plastic and the rim of the container got stuck in his neck. He tried
everything, but couldn’t pull it off and he began to carry it everywhere (like
a halo around his head). Soon the people
and even his own pack began to look at him like some alien being .Halo is an
extremely shy dog, and maybe he had experienced some bad treatment in the hands
of human beings. He was, and still is, mortally afraid of any human coming
near, much less, touching, him. So as much as people tried, both in single and
in groups, nobody could get near him, much less pull the plastic container off.
Halo began to spend much of his time alone, even when his friends were busy
roaming on the roads. He would just come and lie down in our yard all day. He
couldn’t even eat food properly as his head was stuck inside the jar.
Thankfully, the bottom of the container was open, enabling him to breathe. Some
days, he would just come and stand in front of our house with tired eyes, and
we would know that he was hungry and feed him food. He went through this plight
for almost 2 – 3 months, when somehow he by himself broke free of the container
.Now he is a happy dog, free and reunited with his pack. Halo’s story has deeply inspired me. It
showed me how flaky all the relationships are. The friends, the society and
everything else is so pointless when a real mishap occurs in your life. The
only thing one can do is to brave through it, with the hope that tomorrow will
be better than today. At least that’s what Halo did, and he didn’t die, when he
could have.


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