I was driving to work. It was a nice fresh morning. Then, I saw a dead kitten some distance away lying on its right. There was some blood.
I felt how helpless it must have been for that poor kitten and also imagined my younger 4 year old son in that position.
Immediately, it dawned upon me that the "poor" kitten was unfeeling. It wasn't the kitten who was suffering, it was me. I was the poor helpless kitten. And at that moment, I also realized that my 4 year old son, had he been in such a situation, would also be without sufferring. It was me who was suffering - nothing else is possible.
A laughter erupted quite suddenly....
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