Do they have names?
The wife had asked a valid question. When you care for some animals and treat them different from the rest of the animal kingdom, it is inferred that they have developed their own identities with you.
That’s when he said it: “This one is Sheru, that one’s Laali.” I looked at them again. Their names have nothing to do with their appearances. Sheru is more like a lamb than a lion. Always in a slumber until he hears the familiar rumble of biscuit wrappers.
Laali is quite white – milky white colour unusual for a street dog – though her name indicates a red shade. And she is active and smarter than Sheru.
We met Surinder who runs this roadside stall a few weeks back and are his loyal customers since then. Our visits have sparked conversations with people from different walks of life, which I shall blog in the coming days.
Our little family uses our weekly cycling trip as a window of opportunity to reach out to wonderful strangers out there. I personally feel that such visits should support the local community and should be looked upon as a bridge- building effort between the two Indias.
Do you have stories of wonderful strangers in your location? Have you experienced the bliss of having a ‘stray’ pet? Share your stories.