For some reason, I find myself running out of inspiration (and time!) to create new posts. So I decided to repost of the first posts on my blog. This particular post was originally published on February 15,2015. I hope you will enjoy this blast from the past!
I first saw him on the streets of Manali… Mall Road, to be precise. His calm demeanour and his thick, glossy coat devoid of any hideous bald patches were in stark contrast to any stray dog I’d ever laid eyes on. Granted, his thick fur coat was more of a defense mechanism against the harsh winter, an adaptation. He looked far well groomed for someone who lived on the streets, surviving off the meager scraps that came along occasionally. He bore a striking resemblance to my Peggie, which was probably what drew my attention to her in the first place. He was a cute, little furball. It was quite chilly, and I was bundled up in layers of sweaters, sipping my steaming cup of tea. He was sitting on the pavement, at a calculated distance from the passing vehicles. (On an entirely different note, I have always observed that strays are quite accomplished when it comes to being ‘on the road’.) There he sat, resolutely imploring the bystanders to share a few scraps of their toast with him. He didn’t hover about, bark incessantly or show any signs of hostility. Rather, he meekly accepted all the tidbits that were thrown to him.
I had stayed there for three days, and each passing day did not bring about the slightest difference in his daily routine. I looked out for him, whenever I was out on the streets and I felt reassured each time I found him. I knew there was no way I could take him home. But that thought didn’t trouble me much for he looked happy and I would have hated to take that away from him. Nevertheless, when it was time for me to leave Manali, I felt sad to leave him behind. I kept looking over my shoulder, hoping to get a last glimpse of him. But it was all for nothing. He was nowhere to be seen. As my bus wound through the road, I stared at this picture I’d managed to snap the day before.
I knew wasn’t going to see him again. I wasn’t going back to Manali anytime soon. He was on my mind, all through my return journey. I wished that he was safe and happy, wherever he was. Months after I was back from my trip, I often thought of Manali and my four-legged acquaintance. I missed Manali, the breathtaking view of the snow-capped peaks in the distance; River Beas, the sunlight glinting off its clear surface; the cool mountain air; the apple trees laden with fruit ripe for plucking. But my thoughts kept invariably circling back to him…
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Beautiful post, dear Shweta. Heart, love, and compassion come through in waves for me. ❤️
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Thank you so much. That’s so sweet of you. ❤😊🤗
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You’re most welcome, my friend. Always. ❤🤗❤
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❤️🤗
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Aww so adorable!
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Oh, yes! 😊🤗
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WOWWWWW!!! These are my most favourite living beings on our planet and You have penned an experience of you with them soo beautifullyyyy!!! VERRYYY BEAUTIFULLL!! I too shall write one on them soon!
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I’m glad to hear that. They are my favourites too. Thank you so much. Looking forward to that post of yours 😊
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Heyy! Remember I gave you a word, that I’ll write a piece on this?
I have kept it up!! Check it out in my page, Hahaha
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Thanks for reminding me. I’ll definitely check it out!
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A lovely post! So well written! It may be an old post, but as they say.. Old is gold! 👌❤️🌟
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Thank you so much, Diana. That’s so sweet of you. ❤😊🤗
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Thank you for reposting this Shweta…its a beautiful tale and you weave your experience so well ..💕💕💕
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I’m so happy to hear that. Thanks a lot, dear ❤️
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Honestly I read the 1st line and thought ” Oh god she’s seriously checking out a cute guy!!” And then I read further and relaxed but thought “the cute guy became a dog so quick!!”😂
No offence, it was a nice post.
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Haha. I tend to describe furballs very extensively. I did mention that he was a stray dog in the first line 😉
Thank you so much for reading, Khushi. I’m glad you enjoyed it 😊
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Yep I liked the post! You’re are always welcome!!
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I’m so happy to hear that. ❤️🤗
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❤️😊
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awww sweet Manali always in your heart💖
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It was a special place indeed. Thank you, Cindy 😊
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always in your heart. 💖
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Definitely ❤️🤗
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💖💖
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Aww what a cutie- hope he’s okay and doing well!
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I hope so too. Another fellow blogger, Pooja said that she’d been to Manali around the same time. She’s positive that she has seen this very dog and that he was taken in by a local shopkeeper at that time.
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Oh that’s great 😊
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Yes. I’m glad that he’s not on his own, out in the streets
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Such a cute story. Dogs often have this effect on me – keep thinking about them. I hope to adopt a dog soon. 🥺
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I love dogs too. They are the best! I hope that you will be able to adopt one soon. I am so happy to hear that. Thanks a lot. ❤🤗😊
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