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)
(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]