April 16. “Where did you disappear yesterday?”

“Actually I was very upset.”

“Upset! But why?”

“Sadhu—you know who Sadhu is—I presume! He was very unwell so we got Dipesh, who is a volunteer at Welfare of Stray Dogs, to come and treat Sadhu for a maggot-infested wound on his back. The wound is a bad one and I only hope he recovers as quickly as he did the last time.”

“I’m sure he will.”

“Button, what do you know about god? As kids, it was drilled into our heads that god is this big guy who sits somewhere up there, watching over us and protecting us and taking care of us and  we must, in turn, obey him and try and live a good and clean life!”

“We were told the same thing. Why do you ask?”

“Yesterday, when Dipesh came and treated Sadhu by chloroforming Sadhu’s wound and digging out a whole lot of maggots so efficiently and so lovingly—petting Sadhu on his head every time he let out a howl because of the pain—I felt that there’s god working through each one of us. There’s god inside each of us and there’s absolutely no need to look up there every time we look for him. These boys from WSD and other animal welfare organizations do selfless work every day combing the streets to treat sick and wounded animals. The work they do is amazing to say the least.”

“How is Sadhu today?”

“Hopefully better. He ate dinner which is a good sign.”