Just Survive

One more unconstructive day spent in the midst of never ending artworks, nagging clients, mindless brainstorming. It’s 6pm. I’m returning back from a meeting. D is very happy coz our campaign is through. I don’t have the heart to tell her that all this is meaningless. Instead I propose to go and have a ‘cutting’ at aunty’s shop which is located at the entrance of our office. We grab some puffs and find a comfortable big stone cum road block, cum seat and park ourselves there. Promptly a dog follows us and settles down in front of us expecting that we will feel generous and share our meal with him. As we bite into the puff I glance at the dog and suddenly a thought crosses my mind. Why is the Dog not pouncing at me and snatching the puff out of my hand? Stupid thought? Maybe, but I've not done or thought anything smart through out the day. But how can an animal not act like an animal. If a man was hungry he would have either snatched the food of my hand or would have begged for the food with pleading eyes or maybe just moved on. And here is this dog, sitting in front of me, with his head held up high staring into my eyes. Why is he not attacking me or the food? Is he scared of me? But I see no fear in his eyes. Is he in awe of a superior being? Or is he aware that his role in this life is to play the subordinate creature? What makes this so called inferior mortal accept his position with such dignity? Maybe the absence of ‘ego’?