Who let the dog out?

One morning when we were late for work because of traffic due to some very bad accident on our way to work, M decided to drop me a few meters away from my building so that he doesn’t have to take another U-turn and be more late for his work. All I have to do was cross a huge parking lot and except for the sand that tend to get to my feet, it was no big deal.

While walking, I heard a panting sound from behind me. I thought it was some jogger or something but when I looked back, it was a big black dog with tongue stuck out and ready to attack. He (I was assuming the dog to be a male as it was very aggressive) circled around me and barked. There was no one else in the parking lot so even if I begged for help, motorists won’t be coming to rescue me because all of them must be catching up with the traffic flow.

I reached for my bag and thought of things to protect me. I have none. I swayed my bag at the dog to shoo him but instead, he opened his drooling mouth and tried to bite my bag!! An Indian delivery boy in bicycle came and I stopped him. I asked him to please don’t go and used his bicycle as my shield. The Indian hesitated as he seemed to be more afraid than I am.

He left.

The dog was still very near me. A mini bus came and opened its doors for me. Inside it were a group of Pakistanis trying to help. They told me to get inside and took me to my building. The dog was still following but I was quick enough to come inside and into the elevator.

Thanks to the strangers who extended random kindness to me I arrived safely in my office desk, heart racing but unbitten.