A Memory

I knew I was lost but wasn't scared just a bit nervous as how to reach home. I should've told mom before leaving home, I was too absorbed with excitement that I didn't care. As I went on wandering in the street which took many curves and left me more confused, and it dawned on me that I made a grave mistake. Nevertheless I walked and started looking here and there hoping to find a clue which will take me home.    

                         I don't say that I’m stupid or dumb but at least once in all our lives we want to achieve something big which will shake the world and people start looking at you with a great new respect. I was that type ,  I was on a verge to reveal something so I left home all alone, back then I just pretended in front of my mom as if it's a casual  walk but as soon as I was out of her sight I started running to discover the ultimate reality. As I anticipated within a few minutes I saw it standing there and I quickened my pace to follow it, to follow the path which will lead to my answer. 

                           It was brown or perhaps black I don't remember exactly, it walked for a while and rested for some time I was with it no matter what. But it didn't go anywhere after sometime I just waited and waited as I was close to find the truth how could I give up so easily?  Everything was frozen it didn't move an inch and I saw somebody dragging me home. 

                          I reached home but crestfallen, discouraged, hopeless, and all the most unanswered. Later when I asked mom about it she told me the fact ,( the truth I was searching for ) that they didn't have a home and they don't go anywhere, I was shocked as this wasn't what I expected. Again I asked her wanting a different answer: ‘Really? They don't have a home?’, 'yes, they don't have a home & they live on the street' mom replied. Well, that's how I followed a mongrel so that'll be able to somehow reach its home and talk to its family (Yes! I thought they will speak only if I meet them personally , the truth which I wanted, I imagined, I desired....to prove the world that I can communicate with them, to tell everyone proudly that I have a mongrel friend who can actually speak to me.). I ran away to find out the truth actually an answer which later became a truth and left me pain-stricken.                         

                      But neither had it had a home nor it could speak and the search ended.

P.S- I was around four years when this happened but still the scene is so fresh in my mind, I remember telling my mom that they can speak, how silly I was!