To The Best Soul Ever.!

Hello friends, hope your are all doing well. Today I would like to share with you something more valuable than just experience. It is a part of my life that I spent with one of the best companion a person could ever have and as you keep reading this article you will understand more about what I just said. I'm a kind of person who is more passionate towards pets that to especially Dogs. I love dogs more than anything in this world. The reason for my extreme attraction towards dogs is due to a dog I had during my childhood.  

I was hardly four years old and I was living in a small town in India. A street dog which was pregnant was sitting near my home for a long period. I showed this scene to my mother who didn't seemed to be bothered about it a lot. Being too little to understand anything at that time I was pesturing my mother over this. Unable to bear my torture my mother took a small cardboard box and laid it on the floor near the portigo of our house. The dog after a few minutes understood the reason of the box and moved slowly towards it and slept inside. Days passed and keeping food to this dog became a regular habit of ours. Then one day the pregnant lady dog gave birth to some puppies overnight which we came to know only the next morning. When we went near the cardboard box we could see four lovely puppies sitting inside it but to our surprise we were not able to see the mother dog. Me and my mom kept some milk to the puppies and they started drinking it. Like the puppies waiting for their mother even we waited for this mother dog to come. Days passed and the puppies became adapted to drink cow's milk which we used to keep but there was no sign of their mother still. We came to a conclusion that the mother dog will not return anymore. My mother told me strictly that she can't allow any puppies in home as I was terribly allergic to dog's hair and I was having wheezing during my childhood. I was really disappointed over my mothers idea and I begged her to allow me have the puppies. Not only my mom but everyone including the neighbors opposed the idea of me having the puppies. Finally after days of immense struggle I convinced my mom but she also had a condition for me. She told that I could have only one puppy and not more than that. Even if I select one puppy I shouldn't carry it in my arms. I agreed to it like any other kid.

I chose a brown male puppy that was looking so cute. I chose it because it was the one that came to me first time I saw it. I named the pup as "Rocky"..! The name was quite cool for me. Rocky was neither an Dobber man nor a Rotweiler it was just an ordinary street dog that you will find in almost every road in India. I was feeding it everyday and the pup grew up so quickly than me. In no time the puppy grew big into a dog growing in height more than me. It was not only the puppy that grew up but it was the love and affection we had on each other that grew along with the puppy. As a kid I didn't have any brothers or sisters and at the same time there was no child of my age near my home. Being the only child in a joined family I was not allowed to go often frequently. My dog was my friend, sibling, and everything. Rocky grew a way too faster and things changed. I used to take care of Rocky when he was a pup but now he strted doing things for me. He was able to understand whatever I said. Although the story is cool there were few people who didn't really like this. They were none other than my family members. It is not because they hate rocky it is just because they love me more. They were so afraid that I may be again prone to wheezing because of Rocky's hair. They decided to built a canal for him and the construction work started. In no more than three days a brand new canal for rocky was ready. The canal was a big one free enough for him to move. But neither me nor Rocky liked it. I was very disappointed and angry with everyone in my family. I was not even ready to talk with them as I thought they were very rude. Finally in order to convince me that they will open the canal for two hours and let him play with me. As a child you tend to give into such kinds of offers. I thought rather than having him locked up in the cage it would be better if he is with me atleast for two hours. I nodded my head but still I was not totally happy. This tragic condition prevailed for another two months till my mother started to go for work. She had to leave to office very early and there will be no one in home except me and my grandma. My grandma is an old lady and she doesn't bither too much to come and see me every once in a while. Rocky became even cleverer, he found a way to open his canal. He would wait inside his canal till my mom leaves to work and once she leaves out of the gate he used to come out of his canal straight to my bed room. I used to sleep in a bed with a mosquitoe net but this clever fellow knew how to get through it. He will pass through the net, get up in the bed and sleeps beside me. First time when he did I myself was shocked. Days passed like this happily, sometimes he used to lick my face and wake me up. Luckily no one in my home knew it that time or else Rocky would have been permanantly in the cage for the rest of his life. In a month or two my grandma saw Rocky in my bed. That was all, a long preserved secret almost came to an end. That night my mom shouted so madly at me. She asked me how long have I been lying to her about this? I didn't speak a word and I was remaning silent. I knew she was so concerned about me than Rocky but I was concerned about Rocky.

Mom didn't do anything to Rocky. She understood my heart and she adviced me not to leave him in bed. I agreed.! From then on mother doesn't used to lock Rocky in the canal. When she goes to her job she asks rocky to take care of me. In front of my home was a large land and at the end of this land was the main gate. We used to play in this land a lot. I had some amazing memories with him which I can't forget even at my 20 years of age. I grew up and it was my school time. The thing that I hated the most like any other common child. However my mom was not ready to keep me at home since I didn't like school. I was taken to the nursery school which was quite near my home. I had a small bicycle those times which I used to ride to the school everyday with my mom walking near me. The funny thing was even Rocky didn't like me going to school. Just like me he got adapted to the process od going to school. The first few days at the nursery school was a real tragedy. My mom says that I used to cry like anything when she leaves me in the school and waves her hand. I could even remember a some part of that.! The school went on and after few days Rocky started to walk along with my mom to the school. My mom asked him to remain in the house but he wouldn't really listen. As days passed something you wouldn't believe happened. Rocky used to come with me regularly to school. When my mother leaves and goes to work he used to sit near the school and wait there till my school gets over and in the evening when I return back he used to stand at the gate wagging his tail, jumping and licking me. Every other kid and parents used to look at me as if something weird was going on but it didn't really matter to me. There is no one who knows me during my childhood who has not said this sentence. "You and Rocky are siblings" this may be something common for me to hear but even after years when I think about it I say for myself "yes, the people were right.!". He has never let even a single kid to come near me. When someone just tries to keep a step next to me they will see Rocky in a way they have never seen before. There are even situations when Rocky has chased a friend of mine from my home to his home. I really visited no place without Rocky.

Human life is a constantly changing one and so did mines. The place where we were living had a very cold climate which was favorable for me. Doctors prescribed to change the town where we lived or else they said that the wheezing would turn into Asthma. Scared by the statement of the doctor my mom decided to shift the place. There occurred the most tragix thing in my life. mom said that I could not take Rocky by any means. She was very strict but she even felt very sorry for doing this. As far as I remember I cried for days and days. I could not imagine a day without playing and talking to him. The day of departure was closing by and I didn't really knew what to do. My grandma made me a promise that she would take good care of Rocky in every possible way she could.! I didn't have any other go than to trust her promise. The day of departure came and we were all packed up for departing. As I climbed and sat in the vehicle Rocky started to run and jump inside the vehicle. I pleaded my mom to take him with us at least to the station. She agreed and we started our journey towards the station. Pets were not allowed inside the station therefore my grandma asked us to go inside while she and rocky were staying inside the vehicle. Rocky was violently trying to get the chain loose and run to me. I was very well able to feel his thoughts but I was really helpless at that time. It was getting late and my mom took me inside the station whereas the vehicle we came departed back to our home with Rocky and Grandma. Even today I cannot forget the last look that Rocky gave me when I waved good bye to him. He was literally crying, there was tears in his eyes. We both were helpless to do anything and I was really little to understand anything.

Years passed by and that was the last time I ever saw Rocky in my life. I never returned back to my old town. Everytime when my grandma calls I used to ask about Rocky. Grandma used to say that Rocky was less active after I left. He used to just remain idle inside his kennel without even eating for the first few weeks. Later on we both got separated permanently, a thing that we never thought it will happen.! After two years there was a call in the early morning from my grandma. It was my mom who took the phone and as she was talking to grandma tears began to roll out of her eyes.  When she kept the phone down my mom said to me that Rocky Died.! That was the most terrible thing that I have ever in my life so far.! I didn't know what to do. Rocky was buried in the land where we used to play. Even today whenever I see a dog on street it is he who strikes my mind.!

It has been almost 17 years since Rocky has passed away and till today I can't get him out of my mind and I don't want him to leave my either. I have seen people posting that "Dogs are man's best friend" but if you ask me I'll definitely say no, they are even more. I could hardly find enough words to describe him. This article of mine is a small dedication to my beloved Rocky, the best soul in the world to me.!! 

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