Taking a stroll through the dark and misty streets of early morning is my fav thing .
(click here to read abt my new years's exp - early mornin thing) But today , I decided to scout some new areas . So took my cycle and left home by 5.30 am . Few streets around my house don’t have streets lights . But there was enough light to move through them safely without bumping anything .
It was then , it happened . A dog was sitting tight in the dark , as though it was stalking something .I was wondering what its target could be . When I was about to cross it , it showed me its fierce teeth , getting ready to tear some flesh apart .In just a fraction of a sec it jumped towards me , growling .My heart lurched up to my mouth . I somehow by God’s grace avoided it .It landed somewhere behind and gave me one of its violent barks . My cycle started shaking . Then , I realized it was not my cycle but me , doing the trembling job .
I rode as fast as I could , turned right , moved a few paces and stopped near a temple . I just turned back to see if it was chasing me .There it came , striding towards me growling , with its jaws wide open . I caught the glimpse of its teeth again . My heart started pounding so fast . My body reacted on its own and started pedaling the cycle , garnering all the energy I had .
I never turned back , but heard a few more barks and panting far behind. Few more dogs have joined the chase . Realizing that , my heart sank to my feet and I desperately wanted to escape .So , I raised up the speed and after a few min , I was relieved to observe some silence around . Took a deep breath , relieved in thought that I had lost them for good . I had no idea of how long I ve been cycling in fear . The pounding became lighter and I started to wonder why they followed me .After some thinking I came up with two options . It is either that the dogs are bewitched by some ghosts lingering around or the milky white racks I was wearing .
I ruled out the first one as that sounded absolutely silly .Came home back and I told my mom that im never going to wear that one again . Good bye to that white tracks .
(click here to read abt my new years's exp - early mornin thing) But today , I decided to scout some new areas . So took my cycle and left home by 5.30 am . Few streets around my house don’t have streets lights . But there was enough light to move through them safely without bumping anything .
It was then , it happened . A dog was sitting tight in the dark , as though it was stalking something .I was wondering what its target could be . When I was about to cross it , it showed me its fierce teeth , getting ready to tear some flesh apart .In just a fraction of a sec it jumped towards me , growling .My heart lurched up to my mouth . I somehow by God’s grace avoided it .It landed somewhere behind and gave me one of its violent barks . My cycle started shaking . Then , I realized it was not my cycle but me , doing the trembling job .
I rode as fast as I could , turned right , moved a few paces and stopped near a temple . I just turned back to see if it was chasing me .There it came , striding towards me growling , with its jaws wide open . I caught the glimpse of its teeth again . My heart started pounding so fast . My body reacted on its own and started pedaling the cycle , garnering all the energy I had .
I never turned back , but heard a few more barks and panting far behind. Few more dogs have joined the chase . Realizing that , my heart sank to my feet and I desperately wanted to escape .So , I raised up the speed and after a few min , I was relieved to observe some silence around . Took a deep breath , relieved in thought that I had lost them for good . I had no idea of how long I ve been cycling in fear . The pounding became lighter and I started to wonder why they followed me .After some thinking I came up with two options . It is either that the dogs are bewitched by some ghosts lingering around or the milky white racks I was wearing .
I ruled out the first one as that sounded absolutely silly .Came home back and I told my mom that im never going to wear that one again . Good bye to that white tracks .
Never let wild dogs ruin your enjoyment of good racks.
ReplyDeleteu r absolutely right kim . But still that was one hell of an experience :-)
ReplyDeleteNever let wild dogs ruin your enjoyment of good racks.
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