Dirty Cat

By A.Bhagirathraj

Ahh.. I almost finished the bank office documentation work, yet he asked me to come again in the evening. Now it's freaking lunch time for him. This always happens when I go. I was about to leave, it started, the rain. with nothing to do, sat on a bench near the door. Not the school one that is called “desk”. 

Scanning my eyes on the garden around. I saw a saplera plant. One plant also was there in my house almost for 9 years. It was big , too big for a flowerpot. So decided to plant it near NFC road. Personally I don't want to - I had written my friends'names on it .But still “I had to let it go”. It disappeared from my life. Here this one was small,but it will “let go” its infancy and grow up. The thought “LET IT GO” was harsh. 

The rain became slow ,so I started on my bike at 60. Rain water kept entering my lips. So opened my jaws to take the rain water in. Then I realized- the rain had stopped . What I was tasting wasn’t rain, it was spiced. 

It was ahh..the car tires were throwing the water on my face , beside the drainage was leaking on the road, the yellow thing ,kids diapers. I literally swallow the drops of that. And there was ahh.. something like a Bellon shaped fully pink color, inside that a white... oh oh..Okayy,okay. 

Let's come back to topic. While driving , I saw an old man, not strong enough to stand, begging. No one is showing mercy on him. A notion popped up to me, what if he never grew up, maybe he will not suffer. While growing up we let go everything one by one. What if he just stuck at his happiest times. But as a part of reality we can’t. In an individual's perspective we all “ let go something ,some memory of someone, your school,your house,your favorite snack at 70s, your hair, your skin,your body. Growing up is actually a slow process of loss. May be a curse of Live on earTH. 

I want to stay stuck in my 9th grade. I never want to grow old, never let go my people,never want to let go my body.Why should I let it go!! Humans and animals show up on earth to just “let everything go” and die one day. 

So... the title DIRTY CAT. it’s because a cat bit me on July 28th. and the twist here is, I am the one who feeds her milk ��.

By A.Bhagirathraj