Live And Let Live

I was sitting at the crossroads with some of my friends. The passersby were watching us. A lady carrying a large bag, her husband following her while talking on the mobile phone. That man standing for a long time at the bus stop, which went to a shop for getting a Cigarette, the bus arrived and in hurry for getting into the bus, he threw the cigarette and ran after the bus. We were enjoying the scenes. Suddenly a red car passed by us. Seeing that car my friend who was sitting with me go crazy and ran after the car barking. I found it weird. He is having a habit to run after the cars wherever he saw them. I don't like such kind of behaviour. What if we are street dogs? We are aware of wrong and right.

The car stopped after a distance. One man came down from it, and bending a bit he picked up the stone and aimed at my friend. Man is having a habit of throwing stones. Even we are habitual with it. My friend easily made him miss the shot and started coming back to us. That man threw some more stones at us seeing that we started running. I was surprised, we did nothing. Then why did he throw a stone at us?

We reached a safe place after running for some time, at that time I angrily asked my friend, "What made you run after that car?"

My friend was silently licking his leg. I again inquired, "Are you listening? What made you run after that car?'

My friend said, "You don't know. When I was small, I was having 2 brothers. I always used to play with them. The whole day we used to run here and there, and I was very fond of my brothers. One terrific night of winter, my mother took us to a warm place for saving us from the cold. There was much warmth there. We slept soon. Suddenly I heard my mom crying. I opened my eyes and looked at the scene; a lady was beating my mother with a stick and said, "You're sitting in my place. Making it dirty; just get lost from here." I followed my mother with my brothers. The friend I never understood the concept behind this word 'My'. The world is created by God for all. So it's of God. Then why do humans try to prove their authority over it? But friends, Humans always get the thing of which they are bothered about. They always take the truth and nice talks as lessons. My mother took us in a car and made us sleep there, and she went to sleep somewhere else. Getting the warmth under a car, I got sleepy. My brother said, "Tomorrow we will play under this car." I said to him in anger, "Keep quiet and sleep." and I closed my eyes for sleep. Early Morning I felt something wet on my head. So I woke up and looked, the car wasn't above me. To know the reason behind the wetness of my head I looked aside, I saw my brother’s heads were crushed. And blood was flowing from there. That car ran away crushing my brother’s head. I started licking them. With helplessness, I licked them and cried and said, "Get Up brother. Don't you want to play? Get Up." The brother who wasn't sleeping soon, and I made him sleep anyhow wasn't getting up now. I cried with my brother’s name at that time a woman opened the window and stared at me. I have heard that ladies are the goddess of mercy. I looked at that goddess of mercy with some hope, that she will do something. Man has a cure for everything, just man doesn't have his cure. That lady raised a stick on me and said, "Just get lost from here. We are fed up with these Animal Welfare people. Are you listening? 2 out of 3 puppies died. Tomorrow morning tells that rubbish vendor to take them with him, or else they will smell here." And then looked at me and said, "You're still here. Just run away." I went away from there. I didn't even get to cry about my brother’s death. Those dead bodies of my brothers were just rubbish for that lady. Leave it, now you got why I run away these killer cars?"

At that time one man came with an Alsatian dog. My friend who lives near a freedom fighter's house said, "See this. How these foreign dogs show off to us in our own country. I'll teach him a lesson today. I went to stop him but he was unstoppable. He went barking at that foreigner dog. The man who was with that dog picked up a stone and threw it at my friend. My friend was focused only on that foreign rival. He was unaware of the man. And the stone hit my friend's leg. He cried loudly. That man picked up another stone. My friend came to us. He wasn't walking properly. I went to him and started licking his wounds. Some of my friends were frightened and started crying loudly. A man passing from there said, "Terror of these street dogs is increasing day by day." Saying this he too picked up a stone. We ran from there and came to a safe place. I was licking the blood flowing from my friend's wound. My friend said, "Whether it's the car or foreign dogs. Whenever we try to attack our rivals this man interrupts. We never harm them. Then why do they interfere in our matter? Why do they ignore us? Sometimes I think to bite them so that they don't tease our other brothers. At that time door of a nearby house opened. A tiny girl came out with biscuits and milk in a bowl and kept it before us. She started crying my friend's blood flowing from his wound. Immediately she went in and came with medicines. She aided his leg and with love moved her hand on his forehead. She went into the house. Either with the first aid or with that hand, but now my friend was feeling well. He put his head under his legs and closing his eyes he said, "Because of people like these. I give up the idea of revenge."