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Waiting for love

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He had lived with her for four years now. This was the first time that she had gone without him. It had been a week and he could not find her. Will she return?

He sat on the flat seat fitted in to the bay window and gazed at the garden. The sun was dancing over the flowers. The birds were busy pecking at each other. He didn’t feel like running. He didn’t even feel like having his food, which was lying in the plate. If he could speak, he would have blurted out his woe. His sad eyes just kept looking towards the path that led to the house. He knew every bit of that small path, the little crags in the bricks, the small flowers growing in the grass, the ants moving between the stones.

Every few seconds, he would put his head down and close his eyes. But his ears were up. He wouldn’t sleep properly or eat properly. He was four now. She had found him at her friend’s home. She had fondled him and he had fallen for her. And then she had brought him home. Everyone was mad. They had shouted at her. But she would take care of him. Everyday, before going to school, she would leave milk for him and something to eat. He would play the whole day; Mummy would yell at him for spoiling the sofa. But he didn’t worry and she would come back from school and clean up. They would eat together. She would then study and he would sleep by her side.

Mimmy completed her XII standard and joined college. She was doing her graduation in wildlife, as everyone had expected. And would often go on field trips. Momi would often go with her to the neighbouring areas. But now, she had to go to a national park and couldn’t take Momi with her. She gave him a hug and told him she would be back in 10 days. But he could only cry and gaze at her. They had to keep him inside when she left, else he would not let her leave.

Now, he just sat by the bay window and waited for her. He didn’t know how many days had gone by, but it seemed like an eternity. He missed playing ball with her. He missed her voice and the loud music she played. He would watch the desktop, while she wrote her papers. They would go for walks in the neighbourhood park. He would play with his park buddies and she would read her book. She always wanted to feed him meat, but Mummy would want him to have milk.

It wasn’t that he didn’t love Mummy or Daddy. He loved Nilu, the dhobi also. But she was his first love, his puppy love. Mummy was calling, but he wouldn’t budge. And then he smelt that favourite scent, her scent. And his ears went up, then his tail began to wag and finally after 10 days, he barked. And kept on barking and racing out to the path. He jumped on her as she was paying the cabbie. His tail wagged and wagged, he raced around her and smelt her luggage and licked her face and jumped up and down. She laughed and held on to him. She was home, his love.

This post is written for StorytellersBlogHop Season 3 hosted by Ujjwal (https://mywordsmywisdom.com ) & MeenalSonal ( https://www.auraofthoughts.com )

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31 thoughts on “Waiting for love”

  1. Such a sweet, pure and innocent love story. First i thought the Mummy left him and went away. I recently watched two movies like that and it was so sad. But i love the ending and i can resonate with it. I had my doggy and she would go bonkers when i visited after i got married.

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  5. Wow, what a sweet and lovely tale of love. Pets are our true friends and they never expect anything expensive from us in return of their unconditional love. Also, you have woven the story very beautifully. I fell in love with the narrative instantly.

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  6. Hi Ambica, with humans the relationships are often complex and with lots of emotions and expectations but with pets, our relationship is straightforward and it is all about care and unconditional love. Your story beautifully showed the love between pet and a human which made me so nostalgic as it reminded me of my pet dog who passed away a few years ago.

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  11. One of the main learning from the story is the importance of companionship and love in our lives. It highlights the importance of having a strong emotional bond with someone or something in our lives.

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  16. We often express our love for our pets but hardly ever do we read about their perspective. How beautifully you’ve sewn the world of an animal, especially dogs who once loved, never stop loving back. The story isn’t only relatable but also an adorable representation that brings a smile to your face. Loved reading it 🙂

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  18. Loved this cute tale of love ❤️ took me back to my days with my Dojy ❤️ I would have loved a little more mystery in the beginning about the identity of the lover 😄😍 but a beautiful tale reminding us of the unconditional love that pets shower on us ❤️ so well written too 👍🏼

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  21. Wow! wonerful, Only a dog lover can such kind of love story, where as people like me who runs by the sight of dog can because of dog fear can never do such thing. A different shade of love, I loved that she pursued studies in wild life…. 🙂

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