Those droopy eyes...
*A short story
Ray and Lekha were
not married. They did not find the need to give a tag to their relation. Both
were doing well in their careers- two happy contented people.
Lekha woke up to the morning sun
beaming through their french windows. They had light orange fabric on them
which gave the room a golden aura. Ray had already gone for the morning jog.
She went on to the balcony, watering her favourite roses and stealing a smile
from the aunty in the opposite balcony. Lekha wished if it were a Saturday .The
calendar said it’s only half way through. It’s a Wednesday.
Lekha sat with her coffee sifting
through the Times. It seemed to her that the recession is here to stay. Ray
walked in and stole the paper from her, as usual. One of Ray’s habits that she
happily put up with.
They met the neighbouring couple in
the elevator. Lekha noticed the ambipur in the car is about to get over and
made a mental note of it. Ray turned on the FM, the only respite in the
Bangalore traffic. Being January, the VJ talked about resolutions which
reminded Lekha of her own – to work out – which as always, did not work out.
After a usual tiring day at work,
both of them came home. They went for an evening walk and some window shopping.
Lekha’s eye caught a litter of puppies for sale on the road side. She poked Ray
and sensing danger, Ray said “No way!” .She again gave a futile try.
The next day evening and for a day
after that, they saw the puppies again. Ray gave in. Lekha walked towards the
cage and a dreamy eyed tan coloured Labrador looked at her. Ray called it
Droopy.
Came December and it was Christmas
time. By now droopy was easily above Lekha’s knees. But it was a joy coming
back home now. Droopy will be impatiently waiting at the balcony by 6. Since it’s
a 1st floor apartment, Lekha would call out to droopy from ground
floor. He would start howling n barking in joy. And open the door; he is up on
two legs resting on her shoulders.
Droopy
would go out on morning walk with Ray and jump right in to Lekha’s lap when Ray
steals the paper. Now she knew it is not without a reason, that dog is called
man’s best friend. Droopy was always there to lighten up her life.
Ray called up by around lunch. He
was ecstatic. He got the much awaited on site project. Lekha felt a tug at her
heart. She was happy for Ray but what about Droopy! She had no qualms in giving
up work for a year or two and joining Ray. She went home. She did not call out
to Droopy from the ground floor. She opened the door and a surprised Droopy
came running. She held Droopy’s face in her arms. Droopy ran towards the
balcony and waited for his daily dose of milk.
Ray came home and hugged Lekha. It
had been a long time since Lekha saw him this happy. They decided to eat
outside. While driving back, Lekha asked, “Ray, what about droopy?”Ray said
“what about him? We will put him up for adoption.” Lekha’s heart sank at the
thought.
They put up an Ad. Lekha found a
family apt for droopy. They had a school going kid also. They came home and
droopy also seemed to like them.
And the time came. Lekha took out
Droopy’s collar. Droopy started barking happily. For him, collar meant going
out. She tied it around his neck. He licked on her face happily. While going
down, she reminded the family that Droopy is scared of lightning and that he
needs a lot of water. She took him down and got him in to their car. She knew
it would be hard, but this was like someone was tearing her heart away. She
asked Droopy to get in to the car and he did. As they lowered the glass, she
kissed droopy on his head. As the car started moving, through her tears, she
could see droopy looking at her – the same dreamy eyed look she saw the day she
picked him up from the kennel.
Arun Babu
Arun, you should invest more in short stories. Its so beautiful.- Parvathy
ReplyDeleteThank you Parvathy. But I find it very difficult to craft a story. Nevertheless, shall make the effort. Thanks for the words of encouragement :)
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