I fear to move around the
city at night. The streets late at night will see mostly boozed up men, late
night party fellows rushing back home, tired truck drivers getting the liberty
on the lonely streets to move about as they like, some bikers who love to
perform stunts, some speedy drivers who want to fulfill their hearts desire to
accelerate their cars and zoom past the wind and then the most dangerous of
all, the anti-socials.
Having not said about dogs, Gali ka Kutta, will not make any effect on the designed topic. Dogs, I mean
street dogs not the pet ones who have all the luxury to live their luxurious
Doggy Life in the luxury of rich homes. They have everything and even more. But
the Gali ka kutta has to move around on its own with its own fold, finding food
for survival.
…and then at night they
gather in their group and roam the streets of the neighbourhood. They bark as
loud as they can, not singly but in more numbers, all together, like it seems
to my ears they are holding their own Panchayat and making decisions on matters
that are important to their community. The sound of their barking varies in
range and style…that maybe the Doggy Language they are using to interact with
each other.
The fear is if someone is
moving on the streets at that time, the Doggy Gang can attack…bite and…imagine
the situation. These Doggy gangs also wake up sleeping people from their sound
sleep and that disturbance can linger for a long time.
Wish these street dogs had
a place to rest at night but being alert is their instinct. People waste so
much food, wish these dogs could be fed. A safe place for them can also give
safety and fewer disturbances to sleeping mortals…but who cares.
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