Canine Talk

Wrote the following last night. Hope you patient enough to read till the end! :p

It was hardly a few seconds that I had just stretched my limbs for my siesta. No sooner did I put on my thinkin’ cap that the white spotless SUV, the only one in this town, zoomed down the lane where it looked horribly out of place. How miserly is the owner to squeeze such a beauty in this filthy ol’ lane – I wondered. I bet on my shiny black skin that he will spend a bomb if the white beauty dashes some tenement on its way! Sigh..these humans..how silly their brains work at times! Oh, as I rest, I must make a respectable mention of the ol’ woman kind enough not to shoo me away from the footpath before her single room ‘den’. Of course, she needn’t to since I display with all my ‘art n mind, the best canine behaviour when it comes to good ol’ humans. One sniff of my nasty nose and I can tell ya if you’re a good ol’ human or the opposite. If you good, I smile (which you won’t realize) and if you bad, I bark duh! As a matter o’ fact, I would like to mention that there has not been a single robbery in my territory that stretches from the kind ol’ woman’s den to the rusty ol’ meat shop 200 metres away. Well, I have no clue as to what these 200 metres are but the pale ol’ red rascals’ (read: municipal men) board near the meat shop says so. Hope you’re intelligent enough to what that means. The meat shop is a busy place and the most famous among my fellow friends for its stinkin’ leftovers on which these fellows hog on. I prefer having some bread at the nearby bakery followed by munching on some wild leaves along the century ol’ chawl that can crumble down if we fellows bark our lungs out! And I wash all down with a dash of borewell water off the li’l puddle below the chawl’s common tap. It serves as my bath tub during the monsoons. You might laugh or wonder why am I so conscious or crazy but dont’chya like to eat good, feel good and be merry?? That’s the way I feel too. Oh, and I’m proud of my shiny black armour too apart from my fellow beings except for their indescribable and at times stupid way to live. But they have true canine hearts and that’s what maters to mark our presence in the midst of these humans as well as retain our territories! We, five to be precise, have fun at the evenings near the nukkad. We’ve marked it as our own by our muddy paws. The point of debate and discussion now-a-days is the latest howl created by a crazy fellow. I suggest you too should try it. Here’s how – inhale deep and howl in a thinner tone that usual and bark a bit in between. Crazy. Yeah, just like the crazy fellow. And this is followed by my very one bark-pop song. Oh hang on! The ground seems much cooler and the nasty ol’ sun doesn’t seem interested to linger any more. And that indicates I need to sneak out form here to the nukkad! Here’s what I’ll be barkin’ off in some time. Till then, bow-vye!

Bow-wow-wo! Oh the sun drowns down,
Here comes High Five geddin’ rid o’ the frown:
This is Spotty – pale ol’ dots outta in
Then there is Yo! – with all that bling
Lo! Here’s Barky – with a supa voice to sing
Dances Dr. Dre – this brainy li’l thing
Last but not the least to complete the stack,
Shiny n savvy – I’m Sirius Black.