Once I was a child of 5 years old, wandering in the ground in my own thoughts without caring what the world think about me. Those were the best days of my life when I enjoyed every moment of life. But one moment of my life which I can not explain in my words was a story of dog which I saw in the ground.
The dog was fully hungry and thirsty. I being the human being tried to quest his thirst by providing him water in a bowl. But as soon as I gave him the bowl of water the dog pushed his mouth towards a side. I saw on his neck, a number of wounds and those wounds were bleeding a lot. I tried multiple times to give him water but the dog all time refused to take instead he was fully thirsty.
After a few moment I saw five to six young people who were trying to kill that dog. I could feel the tears in that dog's eyes. From then whenever I try to believe some human being I revise that moment, the persons who can kill a dog just for finding peace, can really help you? A question always moves around me. What you think, are we human beings? Or just animals belonging to phylum Chordata, class mammals as other animals are belonging to?