I just went for his night feed. He did not touch any food or show any interest. He just lay there on the table. I am really worried for you, little one. Don't leave me like the others. On the way back i did see a whole packet of rice on the side of the road. Perhaps, you had eaten.
Yesterday, when i brought you back, i noticed you walked to the side a little later and had a loose motion. Today morning after your feed you were eating some grass or plants. Perhaps you stomach is not well.
Beloved Lord, please protect the little one. Or is their life so linked to my ego, that to break my ego they have to give their lives. I cannot take this world any more. I saw a headline today evening about some carnage that took place many years back, and felt sick just seeing the headline from a distance. If this world is genuinely created by my mind, then bring me out of this, Father. But if the world is real, and these lives are real, why let them be snuffed for my benefit ? Do lives have to be lost for my liberation ?