Animal Activities #69

The most beautiful memory of my childhood is connected with a horse. Even today when I close my eyes. That scene comes to mind. When I first stood next to a beautiful strong and white horse in my village field. This horse was named "Chandi" because its color was shiny white like silver. Chandi was not just a horse but a part of our family. My grandfather had brought him many years ago. He often said that animals also have feelings like humans. The only difference is that they cannot speak. Chandi was living proof of this.
At first I was afraid of him. When he ran. Gound felel like it was shaking. But gradually that fear turned into love. I would go to him every day feed him grass and stroke his forehead. He would also giggle softly when he saw me as if he recognized me. Time passed and my friendship with Chandi deepened. Now I would sit on him and roam around the entire village. His pace was fast. But his steps were very soft. It seemed as if he understood everything I said. Guys one day a big fair was held in our village. People had come from far and wide. Children were playing on swings. And were busy in the big market. I also went to the fair with Chandi. There was a lot of noise there. But Chandi was completely calm.

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Suddenly in the evening an accident happened. Some robbers entered the fair and fear spread among the people. There was shouting and shouting everywhere. People started running here and there. I was also very scared and was standing near Chandi. At that moment a robber came close to me. He want to catch me. I was very afraid and shout for help. But that moment Chandi did something that I will not forget. Chandi laughed loudly and ran towards the robber with all his might. There was anger and courage in his eyes. He hit his front feet on the ground and pushed the robber back. The robber fell to the ground. Seeing this the other robbers also got scared. Chandi send me on his back and ran toward village. His speed was so fast that wind was hitting my face. But at that moment I was not afraid and I felt safe.

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When we reached the village everyone was safe. The bandits had fled. My father and grandfather were very happy that we had returned safely. Everyone was praising Chandi. My grandfather has tears in his eyes. He place his hand on Chandi head and say: "This is not horse. It is our protector." After that day Chandi was no longer only animal for us but a hero. The villagers also started looking at him with respect. I often think that if it were not for Chandi. I might not be here today. He not only saved me but also taught me that loyalty and love do not need words. Over timm I grew up but my love for Chandi never diminished. Even today whenever I go to the village I go to him first. He is also happy to see me as he used to be.

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Now Chandi is old but his eyes still have the same sparkle. He did not run very fast anymore. But his love is still same. I have seen many animals in my life. But there are hardly any horses loyal Chandi. He taught me that real strength lies not in body but in heart. Today I am writing this story so that people can know that animals. Are not only objects of use but sentient beings. If we love them they too want us more than our own lives. Chandi is a part of my life that I can never forget. He is the joy of my childhood. The memory of my youth and the pride of my life.

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