Sipra's diary: Breaking the locked down.

After more than hundred days, I took an evening walk. Though I was able to take a far-sight view from the high-rise building ,but to use own  physical limbs on side-walk is different from visual sight. My daughter caught hold my hand in the zebra-crossing in such a way, as if am blind or sick. I felt odd and funny.But her  constant running commentary to caution me was little irritating! I decided to take walk by myself alone is better to keep her free from stress,

It strikes me to see the bright erected placards around the entire Lincoln Center with slogan,"Black lives matter"!I was reading each placard silently like 'mantra'. Suddenly it came to my mind ,'why only black lives!' 

All lives and any life is valuable related to the earth. I agree the inhuman police brutality of murdering a black man is a heinous crime in history;I have doubt about that police as not a normal person by observing the way the way he killed!  Some other stand-in polices (or persons) nearby who witnessed passively without restrictions should also be punished.

The African Americans highlighted the incident in such a degree that even the pandemic of covid-19  became less important issue for certain period of  time.They incited  all  records from the  past history of injustice committed to them to stir the violence

.Of course the motivated politicians await  for opportunity to exploit such situation.One particular incident is deployed and mirrored in multiplicity. They forget that the present is not less true or less important than the past.They have survived the turbulent past with courage and bravery to avail of this golden present ;they enjoy the equal rights and facilities in the land of whites  as much as the whites do.

The Black Americans enjoy the honorable seat and position in all portfolios of administrative, legal and judiciary as senator, as judge in Supreme Court and even as President of the country, the highest administrative post for two Terms   What more is expected?

Can it be possible if it were a land of white supremist? 

The word 'rights 'should always followed by 'duties 'hand in hand in democracy. To maintain the law, order and peace a loyal citizen should not foster the past ghost of apartheid (of color ) in mind, either individually or collectively. There are innumerable instances of brutal deaths in Africa year after year ,but hardly any rebellion voice from the African -American is raised to protest; even  most popular talk-show mogul also remained deaf and dumb.  

But here centering any instance, noises turn from mole to mountain easily for the advantage of elaborate freedom of speech! They are fortunate enough that because once their ancestors came as slaves by destiny, so they are. fortunate to be Americans now by law. It doesn't matter whatever their color  of skin says. The truth is that they all share equal rights with the free (white ) Americans whose parents were not brought as slaves.

It is an unwritten principle of politicians that "divide and Rule". This Principe is a tonic or ambrosia in Democratic states where several parties compete with one another and the campaign/game of leg-pulling stays  constant. They use the colour of skin as triumph card for the battle of ballot box. A loyal citizen should not allow himself to be puppet of any party. America is a country of different races,  religion and lands. No system is flawless; all roses have thorns. Still compared to any other place in this  planet  in US the  'unity in diversity' still persists firmly.   

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Sipra's Diary: Stupid Dog. .W=2,489.

                                                  STUPID DOG  Sipra Roy

Snowy was the most wanted and best birthday- gift  in my daughter's life from her father; She wrote it in her diary. Her father sent this long- wished  gift  from Bolani .I was never willing to have any pet in my house as I knew that ultimately it will become an added responsibility for  me,

It was  July 17, of 1987,  just one month after my mother's funeral ceremony was over . As I came  back  from the school my daughter opened the door with exuberantly smiling face; "can you see?" I looked around the room and saw my student who was not supposed to come for tuition that day. 

"Oh"! Then the surprise came out from under the sofa like a rolling snow-white cotton ball! For a moment I was unmindful; my mother was  also  fond of pets :pigeon , parrot ,cat.

"Mom ,isn't  a beautiful puppy?What will be its name?"My daughter asked  enthusiastically. 

"Snowy"! said I.

Snowy was only of one month . It was a German spitz .My husband came on the birthday of my daughter and disclosed the ancestral history, the royal pedigree  of snowy elaborately to me , (perhaps to convince me that we were very lucky to own this cute creature ). Its (Snowy's) grand parents went back to London with his British owner while the parents and two other siblings were kept by some Indian dog-lovers .

Snowy was the pride of my daughter. In those days dog as pet was rare to witness.  Dog- loving People were happy with stray dogs  who demanded  no responsibility.

There were also many stray cats who bothered me  very much, almost every day by grabbing fish ,bread or milk .My husband declared proudly :henceforward  no cats would dare to enter your house because cats are scared of  dog !

Anyhow, my daughter kept snowy on bed   first  night and several nights  onwards and   tucked  the mosquito net well under the heavy mattress .Moreover she shut all the windows .

I screamed,  "are you crazy,  what are you doing  in this hot summer night of July ?"

She answered worriedly, "I just saw outside the window that huge  grey cat outside the window of this room ;this monster cat can kill this soft cute baby" 

I became soft with the   new feeling of  worries   of  this "little mother".

I agreed . Snowy  was  whimpering  and wandering to and fro inside the mosquito and I felt its sharp nails to make me  uncomfortable .

  "It won't let me sleep whole night!"

 "Perhaps   he is missing  his mom," my daughter said with sympathy.

Getting out of bed I tried to feed  it   baby lactose with a dropper  several times But still   it behaved same keeping us awake upto midnight.

"Let us keep the light on. May be it  is afraid of darkness."   said my daughter .So  we spent  one week following the same routine.

Next week a separate bed under the study table of my daughter was arranged for Snowy. With short period of time snowy adopt us as its  own family. Snowy was so pampered that it din't take its milk until my daughter feed it with dropper.

 One day I interrupted my daughter," let it be hungry to teach self-help. "

 Leaving the dining space we came in the drawing room to watch TV, :obviously snowy followed us without touching breakfast milk. After sometime ,we both startled  to hear a strange sound ;I muted the TV and my daughter  jumped from the sofa and screamed nervously ," it's from Snowy!"

We heard  the same queer sound  for the second time .We saw the cute furry torso-body of snowy nearby, under the curtain of the door ,and  the head  on the other side of the curtain towards dining room ;Why it was giving such sound !

 I lifted the curtain ;and it came to my notice that an ugly little kitten was licking the milk from the bowl of snowy while  its eyes fixed on staring  aggressively to Snowy.  Poor  snowy  in anger and fear could only give that bizarre whimper  in protest. 

My daughter giggled; she was happy  to see Snowy as fine.

"snowy, go, go ,(like encore, encore ),fight with the kitten !it is stealing your milk", said I.

  But Snowy didn't bulge an inch.

The  fearless kitten was busy to finish the  lees from the bowl making sound like' chulk,chulk',with eyes still fixed aggressively on Snowy. 

The kitten , instead of running like a thief, walked out from the opened garage door like a hero, leaving  behind us stupefied!

I hopelessly uttered ,"you are afraid of kitten, Stupid dog !"

Another story of  snowy's stupidity .

Snowy was then of  four /five months. Enemity between dog and cat is a known fact. It seems to me that   Snowy retained the childhood bitter  memory of the cat's misbehavior. He used to be fanatically mad at the sight of  any cat seen in our boundary and chased after it ,even jumping over the boundary wall like a monkey.

In his whole span of life (thirteen years) he killed seven to eight cats . The cats also caused injuries to snowy to defend themselves. We had to give him injection several times . 

One day Snowy barked and flew away through the collapsible gate like a bullet .From its  ferocious barking we (me and my daughter) jointly uttered, "must be cat !" We were afraid that if it  crossed over  the wall outside and might be a victim of gang of stray dogs !

That day Snowy was chasing after a giant sized goat ,instead of cat. Perhaps the greedy goat  somehow slipped into  our garden  through the open gate when our part time  maid  left our house; It was as big as a calf.

My daughter and me began to shout as loud as we could do,"  stop Snowy ,Snowy,Snowy!"trying to stop him. 

The neighbors came out side bewildered, trying to guess what  happened between mother and daughter running and screaming  because our wall was made too high ( for snowy ) to view the goat or snowy . The goat was chased surrounding the building  at least five six round or more and it lost power to run any more.  Then happened the climax of the   heroic drama; 

The giant goat stopped and   turned facing to Snowy with a loud fearful bleating "Mhaaaeaaa--a-a--a-perhaps 'it was its 'last dance' .By the time my daughter and me also reached the spot from two opposite sides..I stunned  waiting for some very inauspicious incident.

As the goat threw a prolonged bleating in fear in front of snowy,  Snowy ,instead of jumping upon  it to  attack (As I apprehended)  , knelt down before him and began to pee , non stop ,more than  gallon, gallon   after gallon with eyes fixed to  the goat and vice versa . 

My daughter opened the gate .The goat ran  quickly. Snowy was still peeing with vacant look at me.

I burst into laughter to the ground . "shame ,shame , the stupid dog !"

My  daughter pleaded on behalf of her pet ,"he is a  brave dog,  mom;  dogs' auditory capability is ten times higher : so  the bleat   sounded to his ear like explosion of dynamite .  

My snowy  made the coward goat to bleat  in fear louder than the syren..........

I couldn't stop laughing when I narrated it to my husband.

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