I must be 12 years old. Stray cows were freely moving in Delhi colonies under MCD(Municipal Corporation of Delhi).
Perhaps, there were no cows under NDMC(New Delhi Municipal Corporation).
I grew up distinguishing MCD Delhi and NDMC Delhi in exactly this way. Well, this is the reality even today. Delhites will agree with me.
I often saw an expecting cow taking rounds in the colony and sometimes sitting idle for hours at a place.
On one bitter cold morning of January, I saw the cow with a calf in front of my house. (So, natural to assume that I was in MCD Delhi). Apparently, the cow delivered during the dusk hours.
The mother cow was weak and the calf was making attempts to stand and move. I observing this from the porch praying silently that no vehicle passes through the road till these two were there.
There was a different energy at home and my grandmother was making frantic moves to help the cow and the calf. She managed some wood kept at the terrace and lit the fire in front of the mother cow and the new born. They both stood around the fire comfortably. And then she fed the stray cow with some jaggery (gur), a must have in all punjabi households in winters, saying that it will give strength to the cow.
Children need role models that are kind to the speechless animals. And some real time experiences that can make them compassionate for them too. I got many such experiences from my grandparents.
In remembrance of my grandmother..