Kali was not our pet. Someone had released her as he was moving on. Kali came and sat at our door. We found her as we returned from Kolkata sometime in early nineties. As we returned home from station, we found Kali enthusiastically wagging her tail. She was genuinely happy to see us. My mother gave her one sweet, sandesh, that was a prasad of mother Kali. Kali ate it up eagerly and looked up
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