Let me call a spade a spade.I have a strong aversion to pet dogs.Are not they good for nothing? I opine that a pet dog is good for nothing.It relaxes in the cosy confinement of the house and its duty is only to yowl ferociously at the innocent and unwary guests and visitors.When confronted by the street dogs, it gets cowed down and hides behind its master.
Every morning when I go out for a stroll,I come across many guys clutching a chain the other end of which is tied round the neck of their pet dogs.The dog leads the way, they follow ambling.It passes beyond my comprehension as to who is making whom walk. Whether the master is making his dog walk or vice-versa.
The lovely atmosphere of the morning is vitiated by these pet dogs. They poop on the road. The foul smell pervades the area.They,with their one hind leg up in air,pee in the garden,thus spoiling the sweet aroma of the morning flowers. It is most disgusting to see that after the dog has pooped,its owner lifts it up blithely and hugs without washing or wiping its rump.It makes me feel like vomitting copiously.
I shudder to visit the house having a pet dog. When I thumb at the door bell ,the shrill howles of the canine from inside the house gives me goose-pimples.Iusually prefer to tiptoe back but when the host invites me to step inside,I apprehensively and nervously glance at howling dog.The host chides the dog in a melliflous tone,"Oh Jacky ,calm down. Go and sit there."It is quite amusing that inmates of the house speak with themselves in Hindi,But they talk in English with the dog.
On going inside the house, a thrill of horror shimmies down my spine when the bloody dog dashes upto me and starts sniffing me from head to toe.I start crooning Hanuman Chalisa and implore lord Hanuman to deliver a crushing blow to it with his mace and save me from the rascal.
moreover it is impossible to enjoy the snacks smoothly and comfortably served by the host reluctantly when the beast is constantly glaring with its dirty tongue darted out.
My another aversion is against the nasty habit of some people.These people after devouring mooli ka parathas,belch loudly and frequently let out foul and obnoxious farts without any shame.
BY------DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA
ogs, it gets cowed down and hides beyond its master.
Every morning when I go out for a stroll,I come across many guys clutching a chain the other end of which is tied round the neck of their pet dogs.The dog leads the way, they follow ambling.It passes beyond my comprehension as to who is making whom walk. Whether the master is making his dog walk or vice-versa.
The lovely atmosphere of the morning is vitiated by these pet dogs. They poop on the road. The foul smell pervades the area.They,with their one hind leg up in air,pee in the garden,thus spoiling the sweet aroma of the morning flowers. It is most disgusting to see that after the dog has pooped,its owner lifts it up blithely and hugs without washing or wiping its rump.It makes me feel like vomitting copiously.
I shudder to visit the house having a pet dog. When I thumb at the door bell ,the shrill howles of the canine from inside the house gives me goose-pimples.Iusually prefer to tiptoe back but when the host invites me to step inside,I apprehensively and nervously glance at howling dog.The host chides the dog in a melliflous tone,"Oh Jacky ,calm down. Go and sit there."It is quite amusing that inmates of the house speak with themselves in Hindi,But they talk in English with the dog.
On going inside the house, a thrill of horror shimmies down my spine when the bloody dog dashes upto me and starts sniffing me from head to toe.I start crooning Hanuman Chalisa and implore lord Hanuman to deliver a crushing blow to it with his mace and save me from the rascal.
moreover it is impossible to enjoy the snacks smoothly and comfortably served by the host reluctantly when the beast is constantly glaring with its dirty tongue darted out.
My another aversion is against the nasty habit of some people.These people after devouring mooli ka parathas,belch loudly and frequently let out foul and obnoxious farts without any shame.
BY------DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA
ogs, it gets cowed down and hides beyond its master.
