Wednesday, 29 February 2012

At crossroads

As the signal flashed a ‘Don’t Walk’, I was distracted by an abrupt purr. I looked around and discovered, next to me, a cat on the pavement. It seemed unruffled, with a definite expression on its face, and was very persistently wagging its bushy tail.

I am not an animal person (and it didn’t seem like a people cat), so I wasn't able to interpret the expression on its face- was it baffled or was it grumpy?

With its head lifted up, showing its black and white chest, it seemed waiting for me to reciprocate, moving its ears impatiently as if directing them to hear what I had yet not spoken.

I looked around again. I watched the busy street. I wondered if it required help to cross the street. I took the first step, it followed. Amazing, I thought, a cat and I were at crossroads, literally!

(After we crossed over, I noticed the second similarity- both of us were slightly overweight, but that isn't so relevant here).

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