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" The Dog mother and her Bunny pups"

The Dog Mother and her bunny pups

( The real story )

                                   Sector 10 Raj Nagar...as usual "Ulta Pulta" drivings and riding drivers and bikers forgotten by mutation the signal gears and "Khaki cops" just trying, pulling money outbursted in the hands of youths ,yeah lavish but not gained out of their sweats’ just crossed the four road junction towards Hint Chowk on my routine walk .amazed by the lavishly built bungalows and all good breeds of dogs dressed more then their master girls !.

                                         It was the best season to be near capital in the months of September. I really had a reel girl friend with me every time on my walk ,She was also in solitude like me and was recently driven naked by her rich master for they just matched their neighbour with a costly breed and a fair new car for sport drive in sector 10

                                            My dear girl friend was always seen guarding her ex -master's wealthy assets even though she was abandoned on the streets ,to starve and beg to all passers by like me, were mostly not generous enough like her ex-master to feed her. Execpt the "Bihari Mother" who was sometimes seen with her new born girl in torn clothes ,looking un groomed laughing and crying ,sometimes screaming like a girl in rape scene in 90's films and in the same gravity the National Channels and papers report everyday on crimes against fragile girls of humanity, Delhi Reporters are to be thanked for being in the unknown incidents and converting into reality in pens.

                                        On a fateful Sunday the dare devil drivers of UP-14 XXXX just crushed my girl friend and thrown her two hind limbs paralyzed. She was profusely bleeding yet none cared ,even I could do nothing eventhough she was howling for help on being crushed by her own ex-master  by her fair new car and her new 'dressed breed' in the rear seat barking on the howling former pet of their home.

                                         Every one from ex-masters house came out of the gate and were laughing as my girlfriend was moving away on her fore limbs instead of her four legs in a crazy posture/

now my thoughts were figuring out how she was , a few months ago until a new demon car and the new breed entered the house of ....../10,Rajnagar,colourful new dresses ,meal after meal, heal at dog clinics even if she was not so sick. what went wrong ? why was she abandoned on the street, 'was so she was " she" and the new breed was "he", or whether she was a "low breed" even though she was found mostly on the laps of the family till then. After being crushed couldn’t see her there "of- course there can also be tolerance limits and breaking points for dogs also as they are faithful too.

Days rolled on and whenever I happened to pass by, the haunted thoughts do strike me and the whole story of my dear girl friend right from her golden days to her becoming a lame street dog' would flash in within seconds and for seconds . weeks rolled on until then I spotted the 'Bihari Mother" feeding her daughter with sparse meal and my dear lame girl friend begging for the food from her who parted her share to her girl and my GF who was leaping through her fore limbs, she was very weak and seemed to be more hungry and loafing for food corner to corner ,searching bins and trashes all-round dragging her hind limbs. I felt very sorry for that as her stomach seemed to  be swollen due to accident! she met with sometime back.

.......................Time rolled on Now I could spot my GF loafing for food and her stomach swollen ever before and being fed by her new master the "Bihari mother’ and also found her playing with the slightly grown girl of the 'BM' It was late December now, I couldn’t move out for walking since it was becoming bitter cold .I  too had to move out of Rajnagar on some Official work out of town for some time about a month

now it was mid January, I just returned and it was too cold to move out everyday ,Then came the surprise Sunday ,yes really to my surprise I found my GF with her lovely six pups, coloured and feathered being milked by my fragile GF on the compound side of her Ex master’s house .Impressed by her kids I want to near her to touch her lovely pups silky soft..Out of curiosity I moved towards her but to my surprise she yelled at me ,Yeah she did it right I never cared her even after the crush nor did support her with food like the “BM” at least.

                Now ,I was in added surprise I saw the ‘ExM”’s girl was seen out near the gate with some baked foods may be abandoned by their new high breed and further my surprise multifold that the Ex M’s daughter pulled two “Bunny pups” from my GF and disappeared into the house. I was startled at this time as there was no resistance but found wagging her tail on positive note acknowledging the act of parting  Bunny Pups.

How can it happen ,Trillion euro questions in my mind ,I want to know everything from her yes ,why she was thrown off from family, why was she abandoned uncared ?, How can she be once again loyal to the same ExM’s who had crushed her to near fatality and then become lame?, how can she forgive them, who mocked at her status and even let her towards death all these months .But personally I felt the most for the reasons she made pups through the last breeding season, was it natural or was it a street crime happened to her like any other fragile human in the capital and NCRs. Oh god how can it happen to this back crushed dog dragging her vital parts of body through her fore limbs (Tears in me).there was no reason to be a mother other than she was a female creature.. I was technically not  clear but compromised on the reasons she became pregnant and became a feeding mother for the lovely six.I thought that dogs are just animals with less then five senses when compared to man who would be rational due to his sixth sense.

……….Thinking so suddenly I was struck with an axe in my heart when the dirty “Bihari mother” appeared in rags with her crawling baby and a ‘pregnant tummy’ Oh god what a awesome world ,it is cultured capital …the dream place of every Indian….how can a roadside and who doesn’t even know who she was and how she is ? can be pushed to be a mother for two, just after the breeding season of dogs. Did she had the same problem what my GF had last season the street crime, or brutality on influence of chemicals!, Of course my GF would have been forced  as dog mother as animal crime cannot be averted due to lack of the extra sense but what about this poor ‘Bihari Mother’ isn’t  she human race , if sense is lost under influence of something will human become animal and commit a street crime and repeat it with the same fragile human being. is it “being human”  loafing like dogs on two legs and dare to be inhuman with the last fragile fellow human being for she was a girl breed?.Just before I could control my emotions and console myself the BM was sincere to part with her begs to my dear GF as well as her own breed. Now my dear dog mother was busy milking her sweet suckling’s .I could ascertain that my GF by this time did not take the sparse meal parted by the dirty BM as now she was enjoying the meal of home of her Ex m, Gone are the days when she starved only the BM had fed her and saved her till now from the fatal end..

                                   

                                 Now once again I was puzzled in understanding my GF’s behavior the  dog mother ,who did treat me as a stranger after she had her pups ..there was valid reason for that but what about her Ex M who never cared and been responsible for her becoming lame and a dirty street bitch. How can one excuse the persons crushing one to near death. No answer ….trillion euro questions in me…

Time passed, It was February and everything was springing up. yes the Pups too and the two bunny pups well grown by care of the old masters of Sec10….Now I could see that the two pups often moved from my GF did not match the breeds of my GF ,what would be the reason to have un identical pups I enquired the gate man of the Ex.M’ it was revealed that they were the new versions added  to the House of ….Sec 10,by her master for their grand son ‘Akki’ to play (Here people  love to play with life only),what a pity at last my dear GF has tahen an avatar as surrogate mother for its Ex M ‘s Bunny pups …What a loyalty, What a faithfulness, What a dog…What a mother!...Broken limbs and dragging back, not willing to break relations with crude and selfish masters…….

Last episode……………..

It was another deadly Saturday things were as usual same Sec10…. Same speedy Ulta  Pulta (UP14 XXXX)  vehicles at high speeds no indicators ,driven at full throttle crossing all mph limitations ..drive as if it was their last drive in life ..for life…No sense of human rushing and racing just then turned towards Hint Chowk….I saw the Dog mother trying to cross with a loaf of food for her 6 Pups who were on the other side eagerly awaiting for their fresh suckle hungry enough to drain their mother in no time. Ok its baby hunger..When she almost crossed her fate double crossed her in the form of a dare devil dude driver in a car Knocked her head down and crushed her back too. Now there was no sound from the Dog mother no movement and the blood oozing out of her holed head through ears .Dead at last covered with a pool of blood and some flesh protruding on’ its’ back but her nipples intact and filled .no one cared no regrets from any side of the road .Only the pups neared her but being too young to understand that their dear one is no more and they were busy suckling the nipps  for the last milk……Tears filling my eyes I couldn’t tolerate a moment the scene I saw two of her own breeds started tasting the first Blood and other two of her own breed wasted no time for the adventurous blood taste and were in a scuffle for the first flesh too ,whereas the bunny pups were still busy suckling all the nipples and don’t want to leave a drop wasted in the milk bounty as being brought up by their Vegetarian masters!

                           It was their last supper and they were animals with less than five senses, but what about the UP 14 XXXX drivers ,vegetarian dog masters and their Non –Vegetarian dogs ……Thoughts and anxiety filled me ,I want to do something at last as Being Human before I could act  swiftly there rushed the ‘Bihari Mother’ with pot belly ,rag clothes ,sick baby on shoulder rushed towards that and with a piece of news paper carrying Headlines about a young girl’s body found in sack in Delhi, She then moved the corpse with the paper to one side meanwhile the pups followed the bloody path sniffing for their mother .She then covered the corpse with some mud and started screaming and crying ..the baby too shed tears on seeing her mother’s cry……….Her scream reminded me the day one thoughts ….

At last she proved it that she was real human in front of the dog masters ,who rushed to the spot on seeing all these things and pulled their ‘Bunny Pups’ Once again letting aside other four pups which were generous enough to share their milk all these days to make them ‘Bunny Pups and they had to be stray street pups waiting for  another fatal crash by the Owner’s cars with Bunny Pups on board……..

Reality ,
Balabascaran R

The "Dog Mother" (Back crushed)

Dragging her crushed back to move 

Rare Collections

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lovely worker

Cauvery Water Curtain

Wood light

Boneless wonder

Freedom always

Bee stings

Mysore Palace

                                                                இளவு காத்த கிளி

 

Monkey menace

Baby Eyes I Love

Flying high

"If this Soul was not in a hurry for freedom then I would have had a place in Indian history"

Flower bunch

Hippo at NZP

Saptha Swarangi Devi

Saptha Swarangi Devi Temple at vani Near Nashik ( 70Km): In this place 1/2 portion of Parvathy Devi had fallen after she was cut into 3 1/2 pieces hence it is said  to be the most holy place in Maharastra .

Ganga Aarthi puja being performed everyday evening at Har Ke Podi Temple of Haridwar .About a lakh people assemble everyday to see this 10 minutes puja for the Ganga waters during Khumba Mela (Once in 12 years about 5 Crore of Pilgrims visit this place for this Aarthi 

Winter specials

Mathir mandir

lovely colors

Brindavan Gardens

Shillong Peak or shillong hill top .Shillong is one of the finest places in India even most of the Indians are not aware of its beauty .

Boulders

Hyderabad

12.9.2010

Boulder hills

                                       Day breaks for my morning walk and expeditions in Hyderabad roads at 6.00 still cloudy, wet roads on an night long drench-cold of course I set out on the Gachibouli-airport byepass .the sole road was more or less barren but clear except being disturbed by lightning speed Logons swiftly testing speeds to catch morning takeoffs .The mood on the road was pretty good.I walked past between high risen apartments of Infocity! and Sleepy  securities amidst of their smokes.

                                   yeah I walked past and fast, just that slip in seconds that flashed, my heart and soul needed a console for reasons unknown thoughts of my work ,age and the loneliness I need to bear to become a techie .Suddenly I felt once more I was lone and needed a consoling part right then for rescue. Now started peeping into Logans for a known soul of mine.after an retreat moment wondering the way my thoughts moved past in times that had gone with the Bengali bubble and her blues in me.

                                                       With a deep breath …….phased fast my walk avoiding mind slips but I felt someone was moving on my footsteps I left behind … too close I don’t want to let my feel astray from bubble…..yes Bengali bubble whom I thought was on my side and also close behind. I felt the rasgola was there with me now ,to console me and rescue out of barren thoughts in the empty road in early morning.

                                       Now things became more human and heard  some sounds swiftly breaking silence ,but shocked on seeing the sharp teethed domestic stray beasts, long tongued nearing me ….too close…and too close suddenly the sign board “Boulder Hill” reminded me to bow and pick a boulder unshaped but sure to strike .of shock  on my mock to strike back the wagtails howled back startled and stunned but were sure to cross the divider on to the retreat road in boulder hill leaving me far behind.

                                              Continued to move ahead in the unknown path , I now really felt sorry for my kiddy attire to stone the stray beasts , as I was more alone now no followers …no thoughts of past in the empty roads and started examining the boulder in my hand and its mother boulders which were now far behind, I was once again empty except the parted boulder waiting me to part it suffering between my palms grip and loose to fall.

                                          I badly needed someone to console my heart which had no reason to be unhappy ….but I don’t know why I felt to tear down drops to simply console ‘her’ but why to do that after years of break after the ‘first love’.

Now I really don’t know why I filled the Bengali bubble after all these years ….yeah really .no shame on my side now to reveal it myself after all ‘heart is always a heart ‘…thought is always  a thought…..and love is all time a love ! no boundaries , age and on and on.

                                                 Unbelievable .I once again confronted with love in daybreak of today !in midway of my path . once again there were Four legs following me out of fear waved the boulder across the road off course empty except a lonely Logan on lightening speed and confident enough to race me in the barren road and as usual disappear fast between the valley across the road.

                                 

                                                With no change in pace and not regretted for losing the race with Logans  every time today , continued but now I don’t want to continue with my mind wandering deep and deep into my heart due to loneliness so was to turn back …just then the green Logon just past me in lightening speed startled and stopped and the left door opened at a stroke and appeared the surprise….Unbelievable, she just  ran onto me and planted a hug ,me too pressed her back to fill the gap in between  the boulder got in ,struck her back and my palm preventing my warmth touch ,not able to drop…too close …no talks…just she eyed my eyes which were already into her’s  and she broke the five second silence and whispered ,yeah…. I got what I longed just this morning ..yes the same console my heart longed for without any reason just now and the same thoughts which were to  breed tears ….she then said  I need to catch the flight ,before I could open my mouth to react she shook her hands with mine ,I felt the chemistry start working in me she moved apart me to the car with my hands ….she entered the car ,before I could open my mouth she just said me “Bala you had wounded me on my back”… ‘eventhough I had a strait encounter with you now…’, but with a furious smile…Logon rolled apart not even waiting for my reply.

                         I couldn’t speak a word but lost all the loneliness I felt this morning            ..when I tried to open my mouth to explain her what struck her back she said she would call and hear it from me and thanked me for I was there to relieve her from the loneliness she had in the day break in boulder hills . I wagged my hands towards the car till it disappeared in the valley but with giggling heart on the bubble’s hug and the scent she left on me ……..yes I remember her saying that as being a techie in software industry had no time to wash or to change as she was in flying colours but I felt she too had hard times with loneliness inspite being paid rich…..yes it has its limitations.

                                          I walked back fast the boulder hills cropping up, buildings outcropping just then I heard a plane flying above me flying towards horizon ,now I understood horizons are never reached ….I then wagged my palm along with the boulder towards the direction of the plane where I assumed she was flying onto  her future colours but truly she broke the ice and off course my loneliness too…

                                           I now felt was late and so started rushing back to my room and now followed by too many domestic beasts following me on multiple four legs and an leaping one too….what a surprise no kiddy in me now, I don’t want to hurl the boulder on the followers in four legs as selfish struck me as I long for the same surprise chance where I would explain my dear her that what struck her from behind was a ‘baby boulder’ of boulder hills……Yes, I never hurt anyone from behind only the rock with me ,in me is against my love! …..

By,

Bala the sadist