‘’We are present in abundance! But,
does anyone even care?’’
Last evening, I saw my biggest nightmare in reality, actually happening in front of my eyes. My child, my little offspring, who could barely even run properly on his own, getting smashed under the wheels of a speeding vehicle. My child, to whom I was feeding on my own, my child, whom I had nurtured since the day he was born met with his fate of death, so…soon. My child was killed mercilessly in front of my eyes.
What could I have done? I could have screeched, shouted and cried out my tears seeing my kid’s mouth open with blood scattered on the road., tears of grief and tears of anger. I could have leaped on that reckless inhumane driver out of agony for killing my child. I could have myself come under the wheels of another passing speeding vehicle. But I didn’t do anything. I didn’t react in any which way. I couldn’t have shouted my lungs out, because in this big, bad world filled with insensitive humans, nobody would have bothered to listen to me. I couldn’t have leaped on that reckless driver because we’re docile and generous animals. We don’t harm those in return, who hurt us. Lastly, I couldn’t have mustered the courage to come under another vehicle and accept my fate because in front of me, were my other three little kids, with their innocent and tender eyes gazing back at me.
DEAR HUMANS,
I am a mother pig to four of my young offsprings. Yes, I still consider my fourth child (who is no more with us) still a part of our family. My children and me just need a small, little space in the corner of your society where I can lie down and feed my children. My family just need your domestic unwanted products that you dispose off. We don’t disturb your locality with any waste or dirt. We don’t come in the way you decide to keep your area.
Last evening, I saw my biggest nightmare in reality, actually happening in front of my eyes. My child, my little offspring, who could barely even run properly on his own, getting smashed under the wheels of a speeding vehicle. My child, to whom I was feeding on my own, my child, whom I had nurtured since the day he was born met with his fate of death, so…soon. My child was killed mercilessly in front of my eyes.
What could I have done? I could have screeched, shouted and cried out my tears seeing my kid’s mouth open with blood scattered on the road., tears of grief and tears of anger. I could have leaped on that reckless inhumane driver out of agony for killing my child. I could have myself come under the wheels of another passing speeding vehicle. But I didn’t do anything. I didn’t react in any which way. I couldn’t have shouted my lungs out, because in this big, bad world filled with insensitive humans, nobody would have bothered to listen to me. I couldn’t have leaped on that reckless driver because we’re docile and generous animals. We don’t harm those in return, who hurt us. Lastly, I couldn’t have mustered the courage to come under another vehicle and accept my fate because in front of me, were my other three little kids, with their innocent and tender eyes gazing back at me.
DEAR HUMANS,
I am a mother pig to four of my young offsprings. Yes, I still consider my fourth child (who is no more with us) still a part of our family. My children and me just need a small, little space in the corner of your society where I can lie down and feed my children. My family just need your domestic unwanted products that you dispose off. We don’t disturb your locality with any waste or dirt. We don’t come in the way you decide to keep your area.
My fourth child today, could have
been with me, if only that human being on the steering could have applied
brakes on time. If only that human was concerned enough to save my little child
who was crossing the road hastily.
Nothing can ever replace the warmth of my child, breathing as he used to rest on my body. Nothing can bring back the lost tenderness that my child had. I still remember and can still feel how tenderly he used to feed onto me. We shared love, care and attachment which had become a part of me. But, as my child passed away, a part of my heart and soul went away with him.
I don’t trust humans anymore. But, that doesn’t mean that I will teach my children not to respect them. Humans will always be my fellow beings, but, I wish, we all could share and give each other space, time and care instead of cruelty and injustice. Atleast, me and my children don’t deserve that, because, again, I won’t tell my children to treat humans with disrespect or partiality.
Just being a little considerate will solve all problems and bring back tranquillity amongst all species. All I am asking for, is a little kindness on your part as you are what this world considers, ‘civilized and intelligent beings of the animal race’.
All that I will ever ask for, is compassion and generosity for your fellow beings with whom you share this planet with.
Nothing can ever replace the warmth of my child, breathing as he used to rest on my body. Nothing can bring back the lost tenderness that my child had. I still remember and can still feel how tenderly he used to feed onto me. We shared love, care and attachment which had become a part of me. But, as my child passed away, a part of my heart and soul went away with him.
I don’t trust humans anymore. But, that doesn’t mean that I will teach my children not to respect them. Humans will always be my fellow beings, but, I wish, we all could share and give each other space, time and care instead of cruelty and injustice. Atleast, me and my children don’t deserve that, because, again, I won’t tell my children to treat humans with disrespect or partiality.
Just being a little considerate will solve all problems and bring back tranquillity amongst all species. All I am asking for, is a little kindness on your part as you are what this world considers, ‘civilized and intelligent beings of the animal race’.
All that I will ever ask for, is compassion and generosity for your fellow beings with whom you share this planet with.
