It was extremely hot and I could feel the blazing sunrays, parching my body. I could even feel beads of sweat threading themselves in a necklace just where my itchy flesh met the collar of my starched uniform. I was coming home from school and as I pushed the gate forward to enter my house, I was puzzled to see something black lying on the floor. It had whiskers, a tail and weak, closed eyes. I knew what it was. I knew it very well..
It was a newly born kitten. “But what was it doing over here,” I asked myself. Suddenly my mind lit up with an idea. My cat must have given birth to a kitten. “But where is she herself and why did she leave the kitten at our doorstep?” As these questions popped in my mind, I decided to go inside and ask my mom what was going on.
As I went inside, my mother told me that my cat had given kittens. The cat was not our pet but often came to our house for food. I told my mom that the kitten was lying on the doorstep; even she was a little stunned. We waited all day for the cat to come and take her kitten away but all in vain. When it was night and cool breeze started blowing, I took the kitten in and gave it some milk. As the kitten was very weak and its eyes hadn’t opened yet, I fed it myself with a small bottle. At night, I wrapped it in a piece of cloth and put it in the milk carton. I took good care of it and made sure that the kitten was getting everything it needed.
The next day I told all my friends at school about the kitten. They were very thrilled as all of them liked kittens and asked me to let them see it. But I refused them to come and have a look, as the kitten was very feeble. I told my friends that they can come after a few days, when it had grown a little bigger and stronger.
That day when I came home, I gave the kitten some milk and went to sleep. When I woke up, a great shock was waiting for me. As I went outside to bring the kitten in for a cosy sleep as it was a little cool outside, I was traumatised at the scene which caught my eye. My little kitten was dead! I bent down to catch a clearer vision of my kitten and touched it but it didn’t budge.
I was so much taken aback that for a second I could feel my heart stop beating and my whole body went numb. With great difficulty I managed to take my kitten in and told everybody the saddest news. That was the worst moment of my life as far as I could remember. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks. I cried all night in my bed, “I had taken such good care of the kitten then why did it die?” I asked myself again and again.
I was very much shaken and the whole night I twisted and turned while sleeping as the flashbacks of the kitten came to my mind. I just couldn’t understand how could it die?
Then my mother consoled me saying that it was Allah’s wish that He took the kitten away from me. However, my sadness remained for a month and even now when I replay the whole incident in my mind I feel really murky and wish that the kitten was with me!