How I Met my Kitten

It was last month that I wrote about the cat that used to visit our home. Zeezee (https://theteacerebration.wordpress.com/2014/11/06/zeezee-the-oracle/) was there for not more time, as she seemed weak on one day and refused to eat anything. But she was also reluctant to make anyone touch, and was ready with her claws to keep everyone away. One day, she just went missing. There has been no sign of her for weeks, and it was depressing. It was certain that she was not coming back. But God surely knows how to bring surprises and fill the void at the right moment.*All photos used in this blog post were taken on my Sony Cybershot DSC-W310.

November 28th was quite a big day. It had the release of The Hunger Games: Mockingjay Part 1 and Penguins of Madagascar here. But no, those were not the big things on the day. I returned home in the evening after watching two Malayalam movies, Mathai Kuzhappakkaranalla and Angels back to back, and after parking my Honda Dio, went back to close the gate to listen to a meow sound. I looked near the wall and beyond the gate to find nothing there. I even looked inside the walls of the neighbours to find nothing. *Clue: Note the movie name: Angels 😀

See who was waiting in the canal to be rescued? Look at the smile there 😀

Then I looked into the canal to see a cute face looking up and crying. It was a little kitten mostly white in colour. It increased the volume of the cries after seeing me. The situation seemed that it was abandoned there and had nowhere to go as the nature had created walls all around it in a canal which was not cleaned for quite a long time. It was also that part of the canal which had seen more snakes than most of the other similar places in the area. It was scared, and it wanted a way out. But the problem was that it had absolutely no idea about what to do, and it was too small and not used to be alone.

I shall hide behind this blue globe of domination and try to be cool and awesome.

I wondered how to get it out of there. There was no way for me to get in there. The presence of the snakes was evident, and the path down was steep. I could only jump down there and stay with it. The only way that I could get it up was to go down there, get caught in the canal and call fireforce to help. Nobody really bothered about a kitten being caught in the canal in a busy world. It was certain to die there, but that was of no significance for anybody. We were new to the place and didn’t know anyone who could help.

Come on humans of the ISL, I can score better goals with my ping-pong ball.

Then the miracle happened. I was looking at the mobile phone and wondering who could help, only to get no idea about it. All of a sudden, the kitten started increasing its voice and started trying to come to me by climbing up all by itself. It fell down twice, but the third time, it came almost all the way up and when it was almost there, I pulled it up and took it home. I understood that this one was a fighter, and it was destined to come to our home and it is by fate that we are bound. There is no better relationship than what is brought together by the power of destiny.

Can I play a game of football with you? Can we do the Ping-pong ISL please? 😉

It spent the rest of time on my right leg and quickly had the tea that I shared from my cup. I was surprised about how happy it seemed. Then it slowly went into an area which was to become its personal area, and started taking a nap to wake up to the smell of fish. It knew where its home really is, and it is where the heart stays now. This is the story of the beautiful kitten that came home and stayed. But this is surely not the end of this story, and it goes on and on.

I didn’t do it. This is a clear case of suicide. He was always a suicidal toy 😛

After thinking about it, I decided to name it not after Agnieszka Radwanska, but after Simona Halep, because my parents voted against the shock which was that name which couldn’t be pronounced. Simona was going to be interesting because the “SI” sound always had its attention, and we could call her SI-MO in short. Now Simona’s special needs include appam, pan-cake, a ping-pong ball, a pen and a place on the lap – that special place being the only thing that can stop her from playing unless she is tired. She was Simona of the Canal, and now she is Simona the Lionhearted 😉

British History? If I eat it, can I graduate in both English and History? How’s the taste?

TeNy