THE FOLLOWER

“Have you seen Ravi?” Mr. Singh asked me.

“No, Mr. Singh. He was telling me that he is going to visit his native place for some days. Probably he has gone there.” I lied.

Okay let me tell you about Ravi and Mr. Singh. You must be wondering who the hell are they!! Ravi and I were neighbours. Mr. Singh was the owner of the flat. I don’t know why Mr. Singh is so concerned about Ravi. Every now and then he asks his whereabouts to me as if I am his guardian. It’s so irritating sometimes. I locked the door and was about leave and again all of a sudden that same dog started barking at me. It was Ravi’s pet dog, a street dog whom Ravi used to always feed with his leftover food. I always carry a packet of biscuit with me and I gave him a small piece only not to follow me again like he does other days to my office. Mission accomplished!!!!

After work, I was coming home and again that nasty dog followed me. I don’t know how to get rid of him. Just like his owner, Ravi. Irritating, stalker, abuser and blah blah blah. I think all the bad characteristics that a person can have was in him and that’s why I….ooh ok … nothing… it’s a secret 😏.

Even after all these days that dog can still smell his owner’s blood on my hands.

Can you suggest me a way to get rid of it? I will be grateful to you then.

Oh, now you came to know about my secret. It’s ok to share with you readers. I hope you won’t tell this to anyone else 😉