An ode to My Cat-Mink!

An Ode to My Cat-Mink! 

Hey you lovable Mink, I like your fearless attitude with which you summon me for milk in front of your greatest enemy (dog) which sits at my doorsteps.

Perhaps you don’t know that the milkman loves you even more than anyone else as he brings the share of milk without fail. After sipping chilled milk, you give a satisfactory look that gives me supreme bliss.

Once you came along with a lovable kitten which was bit scared to see the beast at the doorstep. On that lovely morning, their sweet teeth enjoyed chilled milk and creamy donuts.

Afterwards, you left the kitten at my place to complete your rituals. Before leaving, you gave a hopeful glance as if you were conveying me to take care of your baby.

After your departure, telephone bell rang and I went in to attend the call. I was really excited as my fiancé called me after two big days and during the long yet lovely conversation, I forgot to pay much attention to the junior Mink. 

In the meanwhile I heard the shrilling noise of the little baby but when I reached, the beast (dog) at the doorstep was as calm as snowman. I turned back to the caller, who was waiting for me desperately.

 After a long chit-chat, once again I went to the door to check the lovely kitten but  I turned insipid & bloodless after seeing the poor kitten that was half eaten by the beast. I was frozen and preparing myself for those hopeful eyes, which had immense faith on me.

Somehow I mustered the courage to clean the blood drenched surface. Ochone! It was perhaps the most challenging chore of my life.

Later in the evening, when Mink came, she turned anxious when she didn't find her baby. Once again, she looked at me with hopeful eyes but this time, I was trying to hide myself behind the glasses, which were successfully hiding my tears-filled eyes.

After an ephemeral act of hide and seek, Mink paid attention to the whiskers and jaw line of the beast, which were enough to convey what went wrong. This sight turned Mink as cold as stone and without looking at me, the depressed mother left the place, which used to be hers.

The other day, Mink came once again and I poured some milk in the pan but this time, she didn’t touch it, adamantly. This time the painful eyes of the mother were inquiring about the baby which was missing from yesterday.

I can understand Mink’s pain but I can’t share it as I was the real culprit. She still bears immense faith on me and believes that I can bring back her lovely kitten.

Till date, Mink comes with hopeful eyes to inquire about her beloved property and I still have no answer! 

Perhaps I’m more helpless than the mother who still believes that the little kitten is alive!

The Confessions of a Wandering Soul!

In the midst of turbulence, a soul cannot preserve its innocence, purity and calmness but somehow if your soul learns the art of challenging all odds, then anything is possible.

Precisely, my soul started wandering when things were falling apart. The hope of restoring peace motivated me to move ahead even in the harshest storm of struggles. Perhaps, my soul had no idea about the time, which was ready to wither me to the core!

All of a sudden, the wee-like pain turned into an unfathomable wound, when I got to know, nothing can be restored since the damage is already done! 

But the ray of hope had not been doused completely; it was flickering again and again, perhaps to let me know that some omniscient entity is still with me. I guess it wanted the slouching soul to wander once again!

Then and there, I decided not to give-up no matter how many times the stimulating situations may come and go! After this vow, the slouching soul once again turned into a wandering one and this time there will be no going back! 

The renewed soul was ready to fight with all odds with never-dying spirit and the credit goes to that omniscient entity which wanted my soul to wander once again! This time, the soul is filled with boisterous energy, which will not lose its strength, even if it swims against the waves in a burning ocean! 

A pleasant Cappuccino Call!  

The aroma of black coffee still summons me when I walk down the old lane; it is the same old narrow lane, where you left me all alone after making many believable vows!

My heart cries with pain, when some nostalgic feelings compel me to recall your departing words and my glumness. This feeling may intensify my pain but I can’t forget the good old days when you adorably conveyed "Dont worry, I'm always there for you". 

In the search of an immortal bond, I imagined a lovely life with you even after death but who had an idea that I was playing with fire!

The aroma and color of the coffee are still the same but now it lacks the flavour. The flavour of togetherness!


Now, you may have an idea how difficult it is to have a coffee all alone, though it has become a habit for me. My eyes still await you but heart now understands it's an impossible dream to find myself by your side. 

The same old lane still summons me with its strong pleasant coffee pungent but now I know dreaming with open eyes will fetch nothing special for me, except the feeling of dissatisfaction. 

But yes, I would continue dreaming to get the man of my dreams....!