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CANDID CAKES: The Rescue
Sambhu Sankar feels that animals deserve to live and die, just like us.
On Aug 01, 2010

 

Drawing inspiration from our humour columnist, Manu Remakant, I thought I too would write about a funny incident that happened in my life.

This happened almost three years ago when I was working in Bangalore. I lived with 11 boys in a shared apartment at Shanti Nagar. Like any other streets of that big city, our street was also infested with stray dogs. But to the annoyance of my roommates, I made friends with a few of them and this particular black beauty was my favourite because she used to welcome me without fail every evening when I returned from work.

I don't know from where, but she always used to come and play with me every night when I go out for a walk, and I used to treat her with biscuits which was usually my dinner. See, we ate from the same plate too (metaphorically)! Ours was a relation that took root from day one. "Love at first sight"? Hm! You can call it that way...

And she disappeared for days together and without giving me any explanations! I searched for her at every nook and corner of the street when I went out for my regular walks at night. But she was nowhere to be seen. A heartbreak? Oh, no! I was not ready for that!

One fine morning, on the way to my office I saw her poking her head out of the gutter by the road just as seen in the pic.

"Where the hell were you? And why the hell are you there?” I asked her.

A dumb stare is all that I got for an answer.

"Ok. I don't have time for you now. Need to rush to the office. See you in the evening," I said and I moved on, but not before taking a snap of her with my camera that I usually always carry around and giving a nice little pat on her head.

To my shock I saw her in the same spot, sticking her head out through the gap between the slabs that covered the gutter, when I returned from work in the evening. Now, I got worried at this. I stopped and looked at her. She made no attempts to move. I walked to the nearby shop and got a packet of biscuits and tried to entice her out. She still didn't move. She kept looking at me with that dumb expression. "Good Lord! What's happening?"

I went near her and stroked her head and asked her to come out, but in vain. It was only then I realised that she was stuck in there!

I immediately ran into my room, put my bag down and came back to the spot. And there started a rescue mission, which I'm sure none of you'll ever forget reading about. This would become history and I'm so damn sure about that. Ok, let me not hype it too much. Read on...

I put my hand around her neck and tried to pull her out gently. Phew! No result. I began to get desperate. I borrowed a crowbar from the nearby house and tried to dislocate the slabs. It didn't move an inch. And all the while she kept staring at me.

Out of sheer desperation I caught hold of her ears and tried pulling her out of the gutter. Still not happening! She simply wouldn't budge! And then, suddenly she just disappeared into the gutter. I panicked, I shrieked, I swore at the top of my voice, I cursed my stars... The whole street was witnessing this sudden commotion made by me. All eyes were on me... curious, amazed, admiration... I could feel it all.
CANDID CAKES: The Rescue
The poor she sticks her head out through the gap between the slabs that covered the gutter

There was only one other way to rescue her. There was an opening at one end of the gutter. I had to get in through that opening, crawl up to where she was and drag her out. And if that didn't work I thought of calling the authority to help the poor she.

I walked to the end of the gutter fully aware of the fact that half of the street was looking at me... Did I see that fair and sexy Gujarati lass at the balcony of her flat smiling at me? Or did I just imagine it? Anyways... I lay flat on my tummy at the end of the gutter and looked in to find out how far I'd have to crawl in it. And what did I see?

OMG! This is not happening to me? How am I ever going to get up and face the ones looking at me? What would happen of the brave hero of that sexy young thing at her balcony? This was one good chance to have impressed her! I felt my heart skip, perhaps, a couple or more of beats. Felt a lump in my throat... I saw my friend lying comfortably and suckling her three newborns!

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And if you have finished laughing at my expense, let me ask you this one question–how many of you are aware of the stray dogs being killed mercilessly in your streets, citing that they’re breeding by the day? Do you know about a certain ABC Programme being practised to check the stray dog population?

Experts claim that killing stray dogs will never help check their population. One of our reporters had written about the same a few months ago in Yentha.

If you care for these poor animals on the streets, if you think that the animals deserve to live and die with dignity just like the rest of us, please stop these killings. There are more human ways to deal with them.

CANDID CAKES: The Rescue
Sambhu Sankar


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The first thing i thought when you said she was not seen was she might have had little ones, but then poor you! Sigh! Seems your 'love at first sight' was already preg when you met her!
Haya, on Aug 01, 2010 11:45:13 PM
 
 
Ye! Poor me! :-)
Sambhu Sankar, on Aug 02, 2010 10:25:43 AM
 
 
Awesome pic. Did you see your 'lover' again after this incident?
D@rky, on Aug 02, 2010 07:36:23 PM
 
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