Essays

Last Sunday I experienced one of the worst incidentsin my life. My dog Rover and I had gone for a walk to the Lodhi Garden in the morning. It was a bright sunnyday and the garden was full of joggers and old people who are regular sights at the Lodhi gardens.

There were children who were busy playing various outdoor games and some loners were sitting under trees or close to the tombs and meditating.

Rover and I decided to race each other in the garden. We set a point and started running. I was so busy tryingTo reach the "finish" point that I lost sight of Rover whodid not quite comprehend where he had to go.

He suddenly disappeared behind a bush. I rushed tothe spot where I last saw him but to my despair I could not find him anywhere behind the bush. I ran all aroundthe place looking behind trees and in the bushes but Icouldn't spot Rover anywhere.

There were a few boys in the garden who were playingcricket. They saw my state of panic and asked me what the problem was when I told them that I had lost mydog, they were extremely sympathetic and immediatelycame to my assistance.

They formed groups and we sent out a search party tolocate Rover. We looked in the tombs, we searched Practically every patch of land but to no avail. Finally I lost hope and was absolutely dejected. I decidedto go home and lodge a complaint with the police andseek their help. My heart was heavy and my eyes filledwith tears.

Soon they started rolling down my face and I keptwondering what Rover's fate might be. As I Approached my house I saw a familiar figure huddledunder the car which was parked outside the house.

I looked carefully and to my delight and relief I foundthat it was Rover who had lost his way but had been Clever enough to trace his way back home. Rover lickedmy face and hands and we both went back into the House feeling happy once again.