I
was in love,
with
my sweet dove.
She
was as white as milk
and
as soft as silk.
On
her back I had tied a band
on
which I had written Zany in slant.
I
had kept Zany her name
because
whenever I called her,
she
always came like a flame.
She
liked to sit on the mat
but
was also afraid of the cat
which
came to our house everyday
and
I would give her a pat.
I
would like to write....
that
sometimes Zany and I
would
have a fight
and
when the cat would come in my sight
I
would give her a healthy diet
to
show Zany that I was right.
But
my dove's brain would light
and
she would go and sit at a height.
But
after sometime she would think
that
her master was right
and
when she would come back
I
would feel pride.
But
I didn't like to always be right
because
I wanted to feel pride,
so
I lied................................
As
we both were right,
that's
why we had a fight.
So
I made a masterplan,
to
show Zany that how we feel pride
when
we are right.
In
my plan first there was fight
and
then fright and after that pride.
So
when Zany and I had a fight,
she
flied and sat on a wire at a height.
Now
next in my plan was fright.
But
when I saw her..........................
Oh....My....God!
What a shock that gave me!
Till
now I can't believe how.... she died!
I
was in shock, in pain and I cried.
But
the real shock was given to Zany
by
the wires of the electric pole.
I
was also unable to give her the pride
of
being right.
I
cried and cried and cried.
But
she left her two kids with me,
always
telling me that I was right.
But
I was not right to have a fight with her
that
too before she died.
I
want to go back in time
and
would like to play and have fun
with
my cute and lovable Zany
My Sweet Dove.