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Chapter 96-Jack and Mittu




Jack and Mittu were my best friends. Jack, a brownish-gold dog with sparkly eyes, lived at my grandparents' home in Kerala. Mittu, on the other hand, was a cute snowy-white cat with a black tail. The memories I have with both of them are etched deeply in my heart.

I fondly recall playing with Jack whenever I visited Kerala. His favorite treat was milk rusk, and I loved feeding it to him. Jack had this special way of comforting me—whenever I felt sad, he would follow me around, nudging me to play, as if to cheer me up. He truly had a heart of gold.

Mittu was part of my life for nearly ten years, and I practically grew up with her. My parents, though not particularly fond of pets, allowed her to stay because my brother and I adored him. Mittu had a calming presence—she would often sit on my lap while I studied, which helped me focus and avoid distractions. She loved milk, and it was always a joy for me to feed her, her favorite treat.

Both Jack and Mittu brought immense happiness into my life in their unique ways. Jack taught me about loyalty and unconditional love, while Mittu showed me the comfort of companionship. Even though they are no longer with me, their memories continue to brighten my days and remind me of the simple joys they brought into my life.

 Thank you Jack and Mittu for making my childhood better with your presence.

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