What feline grace! How unfazed! How cool! Ah, had Macavity been finally found? Santosh Bakaya finds out.
Enjoy Morning Meanderings with a hot cup of tea or coffee and some cookies to munch on the food for thought. 🙂
The crisp, clear sky crinkled its blue eyes in merriment, and a group of sparrows chirped away at the insanely spirited behavior of a tiny bulbul pecking away at her own image in the rear view mirror of a motorbike. Trucks honked, two egrets gamboled in a pond, the sun kept playing peek-a-boo; once again, in the throes of indecision.
Was it time yet to make a scintillating appearance? Before it could decide to take the plunge, a huge, dark cloud appeared from somewhere and thwarted its ambitions.
It decided to wait.
Soon, more and more dark clouds decided to show their solidarity, and covered the emerging sun. The sun decided to wait some more.
A ginger cat, very tall and thin, sat outside the garage, waiting for the sun to appear. What feline grace! How unfazed! How cool! Ah, had Macavity been finally found?
Yes, he did look like ‘a fiend in feline shape’, but this fiend, decided to ignore me and continued licking his thumb.
‘You’ll be sure to find him resting, or a- licking of his thumb,
Or engaged in doing long division sums’
[Ah, how I have loved this poem Macavity: The Mystery Cat since the sixth standard, and still love it with the same ardor.]
My attention was caught by the sudden appearance of a dismal, slovenly figure heading towards us, long skinny arms dangling at his sides. He was talking to himself, rolling his eyes upwards. Who was he, I wondered.
The moment his eyes fell on Macavity, [I mean the cat], he burst into a barrage of abuses, but the cat continued looking at him with total indifference. Having exhausted his stock of invective, he hurried away, the cat continued licking away, waiting for the sun. Avoiding the ponds and puddles, I walked on gingerly, and turned back to look for the ginger, the cat. He was not there! Had he once again defied the law of gravity? Was he levitating?
No, the mystery cat had disappeared altogether, it was nowhere around. Maybe he would come tomorrow? I turned back towards the garage, and stopped in my tracks as I heard a string of meows coming from inside the garage. As I headed towards the garage, a tiny frog jumped out of my way. I shuddered at the thought that I had almost crushed it. Immediately my eyes fell on something just inside the garage gate.
It was the most beautiful sight I had seen in many days. Five beautiful grey-white kittens were nuzzling the mother cat who lay on the ground, looking totally exhausted. I watched, absolutely mesmerized, as the sun, unable to contain its curiosity any longer, decided to throw away the cloud cover and peek down at the endearing scene. I bent down to scoop up the tiniest kitten, and watched, enthralled, as the sun drenched it in tangerine hues.
What a delightfully magnanimous way the sun has of celebrating the vibrating and pulsating life all around us.
(Pictures: Pixabay)
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