She came to our house as tiny whiny scared little white bundle. She was beautiful and adorable. My family immediately got fond of her. My papa christened her as Mini. Mini the sweet little baby became a part of our family.
Mini started growing in our family and became a darling. She started making friends around the colony. All uncles and aunties around the place loved to take her on a walk in the evenings. Kids loved to play with her. And she made a great friend with Sheru who visited our house very regularly.
Sheru was very cute looking and handsome. And there didn't seem to be any harm to allow the friendship between Sheru and Mini.
As adolosence dawned on Mini, so did the friendship between Mini and Sheru deepened. They never drove each other ever unlike the way Mini drove any dog, cattle that passed our abode.
Then one fine day when Mini was one and half years old and the love season was on, Sheru was wooing Mini and in their own language Sheru proposed Mini and she accepted him. But something else was destined for them.
My family didn't approve of their love affair. And they drove Sheru away one day. Mini must be disheartened but she respected her family's decision.
And how did I come to know!!! Well last time when I had been home, I was told about her and Sheru's affair by Mom. And one pleasant evening, when I was strolling Mini around, and controlling her against shouting at passing dogs and cattle, I was surprised to notice something. Mini didn’t shout at a particular dog who was humbly looking at her and she indifferently crossed him. He was none other than her love Sheru.
I walked back home lost and sad thinking about their unfinished "love story".