What was my fault?…… If i was born an orphan

I was born an orphan and can’t even remember my mother’s face. As far as I am able to recall, I was all alone in this world. I would often roam from one street to another searching for food and shelter. Many times people would give me food, water to drink and few will tell me go to away or ignore me. I tried to find a shelter in parks or localities but there were lot of other social elements who would tease me, scare me to death and will try to hurt me. I was very scared for my life.

I would see little one’s my age playing in the park, eating good food, enjoying their life with their parents but here I was hungry on many occasions. For me festivals were the time, when I may get a chance to eat good food from the litter, as those who had a privilege to eat well, don’t value it often.

Sometimes people will call me and feed me out of concern, behave nicely. Winters are the toughest time as I would not have any cloth to cover myself. Few samaritans will place a blanket and keep some space for me to sleep but no one will let me inside their home. I would shiver outside in peak winters in the night and pray for this time to pass.

I missed my family and when I see other families together I would cry inside and pray to god to give me a family in my next birth. Few months back a scooter ran over my leg and I shrieked with immense pain, a gentle lady took me to hospital (the one who was driving a scooter ran away, he had no shame to stop and take me to the doctor), the doctor kept me for few days in the hospital as I was badly injured. I wanted my mom at that point who would caress me, kiss me and take care of me but no one was there, I wept alone at the hospital.

After a week they left me at the same place. I walked with a limp for few months. Looking at my condition, I started getting food on regular basis and some will apply medicine on my injured leg. But nothing was consistent, there were times when I would be hungry middle of the night and had to sleep like that.

I really wished I had a family, because at that point I would never have to think for food and other necessary things. I would have got shelter, food and water to survive. I am always scared of my safety when I am alone on the road. I crave for love. I miss my family around. I am tired of getting teased and hurt. I also have a right to live. I do feel pain. I do feel lonely.

Is it my fault that I was born on the road? Is it my fault I don’t have a house? Is it my fault I have no family? Is it my fault people abuse me as and when they like? Is it my fault most of the time I sleep hungry? Is it my fault I can’t tell anyone to please adopt me because I don’t have a family?

What was my fault? If I was born an orphan 

I am just a small dog who wants love, affection, care and concern. I don’t know how to feels to be loved. People often pick stone or a stick to hit me. I only react if they bully me otherwise I love to be in my own space.

If you can’t feed me please don’t beat me.

I am a harmless little creature made by someone who made you.