11/03/2022
âJacky and Cookie, my dog and cat, were my first pets. We were a team, never leaving each otherâs side. So, when I lost both of them in quick succession, after 6 years of loving them, I was devastated. I thought Iâd never love like that again. That was until 4 years later when Kaiser, a 7-year-old Indie walked into our lives. But she left us just as suddenly as she had found usâafter 2 years, she just vanished. We searched for months, but she was nowhere to be found. The pain I felt on losing her was unbearable.
I didnât get a pet after thatâ I focused on my studies, and after 12th, I moved to Ukraine to pursue medicine last December. Life was great, I was working towards my dream. But I felt a void; it felt like I was missing a companionâŚI think my friend understood that and so, a few months later, she got Zaira, a 2-month old Siberian Husky, into my life!
I was ecstaticâmy entire schedule revolved around her. After college, Iâd take her for walks. I got her tons of toys to play with, but you know what her favorite toy is? My socks! That girl doesnât leave my socks alone. Zaria became my worldâshe wouldnât eat until I returned and honestly, Iâd skip parties just to do nothing with Zaira.
But everything changed this February! I woke up to frantic calls from my family, âCome back home!â âYouâre not safe there!â Russia had attacked and everything changed. We had to move to a bunker to stay safeâI took Zaira along. Initially, the authorities didnât agree to let Zaira in, but after an hour of me pleading, they agreed. The next day, buses to the Romanian border lined up outside our bunker. Zaira and I took the first oneâwe got dropped 20 KM before the border. But it was in the middle of nowhere and we had to cover another 10 KM on foot to reach the airport. Zaira started limping, so I carried her. I left my food and water behind, it was too heavy to carry and Zaira was my priority.
After 5 hours of sheer exhaustion, we finally made it! We had to wait for 7 hours amidst a crowd of worried individuals. Whenever the gates opened, there was a lot of pushing and shoving. Zaira yelped in pain. I couldnât keep her down. I just sobbed and hugged Zaira while assuring myself it would be okay. I struggled for 2 days to get a cage for Zaira for the flight. It was really stressfulâthe authorities werenât cooperative. But I stood my groundâ âI wonât leave without Zaira!â Finally, on the 3rd day the authorities gave in and both Zaira and I took off for India.
When we made it back home, my parents were proud of me! But there were some who said, âHow can you bring a dog when humans are at stake?â
For them, sheâs a dog but for me, sheâs family. And how can one leave family behind?â