Friday, 18 April 2014

My first meeting with a rabbit... in a village near the river Kooeeahraah (you may be told to call it Kushiara or Koosheeara)



By © Muhammad Haque 
0314 GMT London Friday 18 April 2014.

My first meeting with a rabbit...
in a village near the river Kooeeahraah  
(you may be told to call it Kushiara or Koosheeara)


0256 GMT London Friday 18 April 2014

Of my first sighting of a rabbit...
It was a glimpse.
A sighting.
But to me, it has the magnitude of a meeting!
I had not seen such a creature before!
It was like Nature presenting me with a wonder!
My first meeting with a rabbit was most unexpected.
And an indescribable joy it was too!
And an amazing moment as I looked at that creature a
most perfect gift of Nature!
Before I could work out its various features, it ran back into its
shelter.
I was, whatever the age, unable to stop as I was too young to decide to halt the walk.
Whoever it was that I was with as older than me and they were in control of the movement.
Whoever was leading that walk neither noticed the rabbit nor did they want to know why I had suddenly slowed down!
I still remember the moment when I saw the rabbit.
It must have been a glimpse.
It was in a village about two miles from mine.
And that village became a place of special importance from that day on.
And the spot still remains of unique memories.
I walked past the same place a hundred times. No, hundreds of times. 
May be a thousand times after that on my way to school or to the then transport station.
I never saw a rabbit there again.
Despite hopes that I never spoke!
[To be continued]