My first love - Jenny

I was just 4 years old when Jenny was born next door. Being a small child , I was very happy to have her next door. It took me 2-3 weeks for me to get to next door and see Jenny..Wow she was born with a silver spoon...she was pretty enough and had very cute looks.I soon became Jenny's best friend. I used to return from my school and would directly go next door to play with Jenny. Jenny was my world that time. I disliked playing with others or watching cartoon.As time went , Jenny grew up and so did I.She was 4 years now and i was 8 years old. My school timings had changed by then because of which i had little time for my special friend. By that time i was mature enough to take her along with me for a short walk in Garden . I used to discuss the happenings of day , about my teachers and friends. She being my best companion used to hear me patiently as if she understood what ever i told.

Things went up well until one fine day when my dad returned home to give me the shock of my life...yes he got transferred to Mumbai .The very thought that I will miss my Jenny ,made me feel very uneasy. I did not want to move to Mumbai but then some how i had to go along with my parents. I felt lost in the world .I did not eat properly for many days.My dad promised me to take to our old town to see Jenny.but that never happened. As days went ahead , I started slowly to come out of the thought of Jenny. My love for her never changed as such and i had always a dream to go myself and see her once.

My dream came true when i was in X. As a part of project submission. I was asked to go for an inhouse training in any one of the Telecom companies. Luckily , I got my project work at a small time Telecom company located in the Town where I did my initial schooling. I was thrilled by the thought that I could now go and see my Jenny. My love for her had never changed. She would have got new friend out there but i always had a strong feeling that she too loves me.Finally the day had arrived , I was standing just outside my neighbours house waiting to see Jenny. I rang the Bell, Aunty Sheela opened the door and was taken back by my surprise visit. We spoke for few minutes , my eyes were looking for someone else. Yes , searching around for Jenny.Not withstanding the curiosity , I finally asked Sheela aunt about Jenny..She broke in to tears and told that Jenny had passed away last year.
For sometime I did not realise that I was in tears. Jenny was gone and I was also gone out of control.I weeped like small baby Old memories of me running behind Jenny ,playing wiht her came in to my mind.I was not even lucky to see her during her end days... Jenny was gone so was my first Love too....

Who told love is only between humans...I too loved my Jenny , Jenny a pomeranian dog....