Every morning I find her standing at my door and saying ‘meow’. I shoo her, she takes few steps back and sits there, not ready to leave.

Again, after some time I heard her crying ‘meow’. She came to the door and peek into the room. I shout at her and did loud thumping to scare her away. She scared, turned and walk away taking small steps.

Before going out of sight, she turned once again and looked at me with innocence.

She accused me with those eyes.

I went into the kitchen, pour some milk in a bowl and came out to see her and find her peeking into the room standing at the door.

I put the bowl down to her. Her eyes met mine and she gazed at me and then to the bowl in amazement and started slurping the milk.