A short story

This morning I woke up to a loud, piteous wailing. I rushed to the window to see that a man was beating up a dog in the parking lot of our apartment complex. I went running to the spot. The ochre body of the dog was stained red with blood. He was limping by his left hind limb. Furious by the man’s conduct, I pushed him aside and picked up Po, the neighborhood’s adopted watch dog. I wanted to sue the man. But I decided to control my fury and carry Po to the nearest NGO that worked for animal … Continue reading A short story