A lost cat, a phone call, and a lesson in being present
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One afternoon at the roadside of Dhanmondi, I came across a cat. As it approached, I noticed a collar around its neck — this was someone's pet, clearly lost and alone.
With empathy, I sat down and extended my hand. The cat hesitantly nuzzled against me, its small tag catching the light. Someone, somewhere, was surely missing this little creature. Determined to help, I decided to stay with the cat, hoping to figure out a way to reunite it with its owner.
We both enjoyed the peaceful beauty of the windy afternoon together. It felt like we were both finding comfort in each other's presence, a brief escape from worldly worries.
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But then, my phone rang. The sudden sound broke our tranquil moment. Distracted, I took the call, and when I looked back, the cat was gone. Panic set in as I searched frantically, calling out, but the cat had vanished as mysteriously as it had appeared.
Guilt washed over me. I had lost track of someone who was already lost! The weight of that realisation was heavy. I had wanted to help, to make a difference, but instead, I had let this trusting little creature slip away once more.
In losing the lost one, I learned about the fragility of trust and the importance of being present. Though the cat may be gone, our brief time together remains a testament to the kindness that binds us all.
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