That
was the day after my father’s death. The funeral was over by afternoon and most
of the friends and relatives had left. We were not in a mood for dinner and
there was a lot of left – over food. I just went outside home to find this
white dog lying in the courtyard, seeming tired and hungry. So I brought the
food and gave him. From the next day, he was stationed in front of my home
greeting the visitors. My uncle, who had come for the mourning, found the funny
side of the whole thing and cited a few anecdotes from his life. He said she
reminded him of a senior employee of his by the name of Neenu ( Courtesy:
Arvinda Mama, now no more). He began to make jokes of the dogs, which quite
helped us to overcome our grief. Neenu
came to us as a stray and
remained so. We never tried to adopt any dog. Just gave him food and he would
come and rest in our courtyard when he felt like. A turning point in his life,
perhaps, was when Naga and Indu came. Naga and Indu, now doctors by profession,
had come to stay in our house for a brief period, at the time of their rural
practice. Naga liked Neenu very much and Neenu too had a special bond with
Naga. She would visit our upstairs, which was rented out to the doctors, in
meal times to get a few titbits.After the doctors left, she was a stray again.
We came to know later that Neenu had been brought up by another family nearby
from the time she was a puppy. Once her owner had become angry at her for
something and whipped her .Her pride was so that she left home that day and
never went back. Probably that was the day I saw her in my courtyard. Her end
was when she got hit by a truck as she was trying to cross the road.But before
we could reach the spot,her former owner had took and buried her.

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