The Truth About Me-self

Once I had two cute kittens -- two very playful and cute kittens. One day, when I returned from office, I saw the two of them run over by some vehicle. One was already dead and the other was still breathing but it's guts were out and I was sure I could not save it. I mean, they were two very cute kittens -- about two months old. It was about 11.00 pm and there was none around, and I took the dead one and threw it's body in a nearby gutter. I came back to attend to the second one -- it was breathing hard and I knew it was nearing it's end too. I didn't know what to do. I just sat near it and saw it taking deep breaths -- it's last ones. I couldn't stand it die just like that in front of me but I also knew that I couldn't do anything more to help it. In my town emergency vetrinary service is NILL and even if I take it to the nearby Govt. Vetrinary Hospital, which closes by 6.00 pm, the doors would be just closed, and if I say I've an orphaned kitte

I don't know why I'm writing about this now as this happened a decade ago - back in 2007, or perhaps in the first half of 2008. I was staying in Bengaluru then and my girlfriend was studying in Chennai. She was new in Chennai and was finding it hard to fit in, she coming from a small town like Thiruvananthapuram. We used to correspond every evening when we were free and this particular day she sounded very dull. I asked her what happened and she said she's finding it too difficult to cope up and that she just wanted to quit and go back. I tried consoling her but she nearly broke down and started crying. That's when I said I'd go down and meet her the next day. She was surprised. It was almost 9.00 pm and I was promising her of meeting the next day. She asked me how I'm going to make it. I asked her not to worry about me but to get a good sleep and wait for me the next day morning. Well, I packed my bag and borrowed Rs. 200 from my roommate as I was running