META CAT

My cat is staring out of a window.

Then I see someone staring at my cat. I look and find – me staring back.

Alright, I confess, I stare at my cat when he is not looking

I wonder what his mind is cooking

Is he thinking of his next meal

Or the girl cat next door

Is he thinking of the birds at play

Or

Does he think of me when I am not there

The mind of my cat is a mystery

I wish to be in his head for a day

I ask for a swap and the universe agrees

“Be ready for come what may”

Boom . Shaka. Laka. The thunder claps

And suddenly I feel like stretching. I slow blink at a human there who watches me eyes unblinking

Never mind him

I want to now lick my fur

Wait a minute- Lick. My. Fur?!

When the hell did I become a cat

Everything is such a blur

Now I see a ball- I run to it

I then feel like sleeping- I go for it

I am running and thinking – is that it?

I mock my cat while pouncing on a rat

Telling- oh what a boring life you lead

You jump and play and sleep all day

With no thought inside your head

Now it’s been a year

And I m still here

Slow blinking my human and licking my fur.

October 31, 2025