Coco at Home
My Pet Coco
Deepak Razdan
08 April, 2026
Out of house, this morning, Coco’s eyes looked out for
the large white bully dog. Forgetting he is out for his daily round, he wanted
to focus on the bully on the other side of the road. The big guy was looking
for the female he has been pursuing for some days. The change of season is
behind his attraction. Coco finally went across to the road-bridge and sniffed
the ground and wild growth. He can’t tolerate crows and pigeons enjoying their
morning feed spread on the pavement. As he nears them, he jumps at the
gathering and the whole bunch of birds flies away. Coco resumes his normal walk
and sniffs his way to the cycle-path for the first part of his walk.
While he looks for his favourite spots, he must not be
disturbed by any noise or persons walking around. Vehicles and cars can run
nearby, but if they rattle on potholes or speed-breakers, he stops and looks
around. After every few steps, he must look behind and forward. He remembers
all the people and the Belgian Malinois who pass that way. A milk vendor on his
motorcycle with large cans of milk passed that secluded spot. Coco stood by one
side and let the noisy traffic pass by.
On the second part of his walk in front of the multi-storeyed
housing societies, Coco is on familiar ground. But he misses the people he is
used to seeing there. A bunch of dogs lives around the Metro parking lot on the
other side of the road. If they don’t show up, Coco can’t believe. After every
few steps, he looks across the road. Finally, the oldest among them showed up
this morning and Coco noticed his tail behind a car. Coco paused and would not
move. The bunch is not friendly towards him but he must know what they are up
to.
Coco’s walk on the path is normal, except that he gets
easily shocked by any strange sound. He jumps and starts pulling me if a
battery-driven rickshaw suddenly stops near him, or starts for another round of
transporting Metro commuters. He has been seeing the rickshaws for quite some time,
still he does not like their sound. The municipal sweeper is welcome but his
large broom gathering fallen tree-leaves disturbs him. This morning too, Coco
danced around the broom as it rubbed the ground and moved ahead.
Coco watches every Metro commuter walking to the Metro
gate. He does not understand why some men cover their heads with a large
handkerchief or women with a long cloth. He sees danger in many small things.
This morning he wanted to follow a tall man taking long steps with a blue cloth
on his head. His curiosity can go to any length. He must examine a large
polythene bag stuck to ground by wheels of passing-by vehicles in the middle of
the road.

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