Just a
week back I had seen her feeding her 10 day old child. Looking at their relationship,
I really wondered at the bond of filial affection between the mother and the child.
But were they aware of what would befall them soon?
It was
winter. Destitute that they were, they had to spend the shivering nights on the
pavement. The mother had withstood many such wintery nights, and survived this
one too. But the child, just a puppy, followed his siblings to hades.
Poor
dog! Her wails and moans could have found no match. There were no words to
express her grief, her sorrow, the feeling of losing your child, while you
survived to see the light of the next day. Only moans, moans and just moans.
For five whole days, she protected his carcass, while she moaned through the
night, made us spend sleepless nights.
--Debaparna Mukherjee
Department of English
UG 1
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