Kalli was back. She had disappeared one wary night and wasn’t seen or heard of for ten long days. Lepo didn’t like that Kalli was back. Now, all the attention she
The ten days of not having her fellow feline around in the house meant a lot of love and attention for little Lepo. Lepo had chicken for the first time, and oh my, oh my, what a revelation! And, all of it was all for her! Even the tasty, lip-smacking fish was all for her. The ten days for Lepo included sitting on her favourite mat near the kitchen, following around and mewing at whoever walked through the dining area and the kitchen, chasing butterflies in the garden, cuddling up to me, playing with herself and a lot of glorious consumption of food. It’s unsure as to whether Lepo really missed Kalli, but I’m sure she knew of her absence. On some nocturnal nights, she’d look for Kalli’s black silhouette in the darkness. Lepo had seen so many things in the span of these ten days. She made new human friends. She discovered ways to exit the house and enter back in, even when the main doors were shut. She saw me cry, smile, cook, going out and coming back, sleep late, wake up late, sit outside and stare at the sky. Lepo would trace my fingers to indicate that she needed to be petted. Lepo spent a lot of hours entertaining herself and taking little naps.
Kalli disappeared from the house when nobody was home and reappeared only ten days later, about 500 metres away from the house and lying flat, sunbathing on the road. She had had a long journey. Kalli loved stepping out of the house. She was coated in blackness, even her little snout was polished black and she camouflaged into the darkness effortlessly. She felt invisible in the dark of the night. At first, she was on familiar grounds, just beyond the wall by the house. She was sniffing and playing and being her little curious self. Then, as a snake chased her, she ventured too far for her own safety and ended up getting lost. Even though it scared her a little, the untamed forest displayed some pleasant surprises as well. Kalli witnessed two Drongos playing with one another – one wooing another and the other enjoying the chase. She also had a heated debate with a beautfiul blue kingfisher about the goodness of human beings. Kalli stayed loyal and spoke of how she had had only loving experiences with humans, but the kingfisher, who had seen and been to a lot more places than kalli had a lot to say about man’s unkind actions. Kalli also overheard a funny conversation between a few sparrows, about how there’s been an increased sighting of the saffron colour all over the place. One of them even confessed that it looked like a blazing fire from the side of the vision and how it had startled her. Another bird – a beautiful yellow Oriole, was so arrogant and annoyed Kalli to the point of pooping on her beautiful shiny black fur. A few dogs chased Kalli at one point. But she also made a friend out of a puppy, who put Lepo’s hyper behaviour to shame. She also met many other cats – older and grumpier ones. None of them seemed to be friends with any humans like her and Lepo.
Kalli had come a long way searching for her way back home when I found her lying flat on the side of her belly on the road. At first, she didn’t recognise me. She didn’t even act surprised. I beckoned Siddhanta to come and as we picked her up and bought her back home, she walked against our legs repeatedly. Her happiness wasn’t contained anymore. We let out joyous laughter as to the fact that we had succumbed to doubt and hopelessness, but here she was again, like she never disappeared. I wonder whether Kalli updated Lepo about all that she saw and experienced and whether Lepo has any plans of wandering out too. There’s no way Lepo is going to give up on her daily quota of chicken and fish for a day in the wild.
Here’s my round up of recommendations:
1. Still obsessing over James Blake and I’m not sorry
2. Poonachi Or The Story of A Black Goat
Translated from Tamil, the book reminded me exactly why it’s important to read Indian literature – especially regional literature. It beautifully captures the intricacies of life, no matter how simple or how irrelevant it might seem. Throwing in bits of light on the workings of privilege, class and gender, it does not preach but observes. Shout out to Saksh for lending me the book and recommending it.
3. India’s music scene is INSANE right now
Shout out to Siddhanta for always sharing excellent music.