โœฆ The Simba Series โ€” Poem II

Simba's Basin

On adaptation, simplicity, and a black pug who solved summer long before the rest of us figured out anything at all.

๐Ÿพ Simba ๐Ÿ’ง Kerala Summer โœ Antony Ancil ๐Ÿ“ Kollam, Kerala May 2026
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โœฆ THE SIMBA SERIES

In summer he climbs into his bowl

not to drink

but to become the water.

A small black pug

cooling himself the only way he knows โ€”

completely.

No complaint.

No explanation.

Just adaptation.

I keep the basin clean for him.

Fresh water every morning.

A small blue bowl on the Kerala floor โ€”

his private solution

to a problem the world

didn't bother solving for him.

Then the rain came.

The monsoon arrived the way it always does โ€”

without asking.

And Simba stepped out of the basin.

Shook himself dry.

Looked at me

with those flat, serious eyes

as if to say โ€”

problem solved.

I have been trying to learn

that kind of simplicity

for fifty seven years.

Simba โ€” black pug
Simba โ€” the philosopher
Full black pug. Kollam, Kerala. Sits in his water basin all summer. Steps out when it rains. Has never once complained about anything.
Antony Ancil โ€” idivet
30 years UAE. Back in Kollam, still learning from a pug. Founder of Venad Global Consultancy. Watching the monsoon arrive through a window while Simba shakes himself dry.