I was born alone to parents whom i havent ever seen...I never thought of them really...By the age i was able to think i was left homeless in streets fighting for food and keeping away from the machos who ruled the street..A life which i live for no reason but for some cause which the lord sent me here...
My day started early morning..after a small tour across the street i would settle near by the hotel whose owner was merciful to lent me part of food thrown from the hotel..I was pleased with that..having my part of food from there was a routine..the same set of my fellows share the food given...but the elders were always respected(coz they would throw u apart)...Then i would enjoy the morning rays by laying myself across the tarred road..its a pleasure sandwiching urself with the coolness from the tar and the rays breaking down their part of heat to refresh me...i would lay down enjoying the busy morning street..people dressed across races,age would be racing towards their destinations..some say..."look at the cute laying there"..i feel myself been embraced with a layer of pride...I wonder why people rush..its only once u live,live it.
The clock ticks,i notice it by the changing direction of rays and the feel of heat..with a sluggishness i drag my body against the gravity to spring back on my four legs..Its time for a tour.Been the watchman of the street ur quiet responsible for the activites happening there..Moving across the street i see myself standing at the other end of the gate watching me with a sense of selfnes..I believe it dosent matter which side of the gate u belong when u get food and shelter.My legs drag across the tar which slowly catches with the heat from the rays of the moving sun.The street has died out with all the noises been wipped off..coz not much activity is there..people walk across with small wishpers which some times break into appauld..The hotel soon catches the noon fever..large section of people fill the hotel room to fill their part of stomach..The heat force me to pull acros the shades of the tree near by...After having food from the hotel,people sit across the tree besides me and enjoy the lighter side of life...
By this time my fellows would be hovering near by calling me for the sweet lunch..We share the food some times with few barks but have it to the neck..Now its time for a sleep..i feel myself like a feather floating across in my dreams...The shade shifts its direction calling me everytime to allign myself with it.Who said its not bad to dream during day..i enjoy my dreams..playing with my friends,having food across and a lot more..The street soon sprouts back to life with children back from school.They dance,sing songs and enjoy life to the brim..Its time for me to have some exercises..i run towards the beach wher my friends would have already settled and started playing..its time when all ur feelings dissolve in a thick soup of friendship.We run across the beach till the panting over comes the spirit..Laying down the beach till the sun departs make my soul peacefull..i see humans pampering their children..
As the night pulls down i find a right place to settle against the cold winds which pulls the life out of ur heart..The night slowly crawls in..i sharpen my ears to the sounds across..coz i have responsibility of the entire street hanging down my shoulders..i enjoy the night...Sleep catches slowly..i think..who iam i,why iam i here...but i know everything god does is for a cause..a cause which people search throughout their life and never find till the music in them dies out ...
My day started early morning..after a small tour across the street i would settle near by the hotel whose owner was merciful to lent me part of food thrown from the hotel..I was pleased with that..having my part of food from there was a routine..the same set of my fellows share the food given...but the elders were always respected(coz they would throw u apart)...Then i would enjoy the morning rays by laying myself across the tarred road..its a pleasure sandwiching urself with the coolness from the tar and the rays breaking down their part of heat to refresh me...i would lay down enjoying the busy morning street..people dressed across races,age would be racing towards their destinations..some say..."look at the cute laying there"..i feel myself been embraced with a layer of pride...I wonder why people rush..its only once u live,live it.
The clock ticks,i notice it by the changing direction of rays and the feel of heat..with a sluggishness i drag my body against the gravity to spring back on my four legs..Its time for a tour.Been the watchman of the street ur quiet responsible for the activites happening there..Moving across the street i see myself standing at the other end of the gate watching me with a sense of selfnes..I believe it dosent matter which side of the gate u belong when u get food and shelter.My legs drag across the tar which slowly catches with the heat from the rays of the moving sun.The street has died out with all the noises been wipped off..coz not much activity is there..people walk across with small wishpers which some times break into appauld..The hotel soon catches the noon fever..large section of people fill the hotel room to fill their part of stomach..The heat force me to pull acros the shades of the tree near by...After having food from the hotel,people sit across the tree besides me and enjoy the lighter side of life...
By this time my fellows would be hovering near by calling me for the sweet lunch..We share the food some times with few barks but have it to the neck..Now its time for a sleep..i feel myself like a feather floating across in my dreams...The shade shifts its direction calling me everytime to allign myself with it.Who said its not bad to dream during day..i enjoy my dreams..playing with my friends,having food across and a lot more..The street soon sprouts back to life with children back from school.They dance,sing songs and enjoy life to the brim..Its time for me to have some exercises..i run towards the beach wher my friends would have already settled and started playing..its time when all ur feelings dissolve in a thick soup of friendship.We run across the beach till the panting over comes the spirit..Laying down the beach till the sun departs make my soul peacefull..i see humans pampering their children..
As the night pulls down i find a right place to settle against the cold winds which pulls the life out of ur heart..The night slowly crawls in..i sharpen my ears to the sounds across..coz i have responsibility of the entire street hanging down my shoulders..i enjoy the night...Sleep catches slowly..i think..who iam i,why iam i here...but i know everything god does is for a cause..a cause which people search throughout their life and never find till the music in them dies out ...
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