MY FRIEND, THE GOLDFISH
Mani S. Irani
My younger brother Adi was in another room and I called out to him, "Adi, hurry up and bring me a bowl of water." He brought water in a lovely bowl of natural coral and handed it to me without stepping into the room.
I held up the bowl and offered the water to the Fish. With her fins still moving rapidly, she tilted herself and dipped her mouth into the bowl, drinking the water to the very last drop. She appeared most satisfied and happy. Then flying very close to me and holding my head with her fins, my celestial friend kissed me on the forehead.
DREAMING OF THE BELOVED, p. 45
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