A Tuesday Tale

A Tuesday morning, and I sit at my desk, with a steaming cup of green tea (yeah I joined the gang sometime back!), listening to music on my iPod and staring at my screen. My fingers itch - they want to tell a tale; my mind is confused, it doesn't know what to speak of; and my mouth, curves into a smile... and a chuckle - I am ALWAYS (well... almost always) blank at the beginning of this page. But in a few minutes, there will be stories from the back of my mind that will be spilt out, just as always. Words come pouring out, trying to describe what I feel, or what I have been subconsciously trying to suppress... into the dark labyrinths of my mind.

It's strange how we always forget the value of what we already have. Just like a shoe. Until you have it, everytime you walk past that store and see it in the window, you know you ABSOLUTELY have to have it. A few mental arguments and crisp notes later, you carry those brand new shoes home, slip them on, dance around your living room in them, and admire them, ever-so-fondly. You can't wait for the first outing to flaunt them.

And there's finally that night... you  go dancing with the girls, and feel all sexy in your new shoes... have all the fun in the world because you feel so special. And hence ends the day (night...!).. And maybe two or three more such times.

And that's it. That's how long the joy lasted. Because now the shoe, has transformed from being the apple of your eye to "just-another-thing-you-have". Your desire has shifted to another thing in the window of another shop.

Just this way, are your achievements or other intangible desires. You work like crazy to get hold of them, and then once the moment of pride is over, this is just another trophy gathering dust on your shelf.

Just random ramblings. Food for thought?What is your "gotta-have" that turned into "just-another?  Maybe it's time to wipe off the dust from your trophies, and treasure them once more.

Yes, shoes too!

My Bundle Of Joy

Exactly what he was - my little bundle of joy.
He spread sunshine into my life, as well as that of my family, from the day he rode into our garden on a motor-bike, sitting in the tiny shirt pocket of the biker that carried him to us.
That brown, wide-eyed, unassuming little puppy, who later went on to become the Sun of our solar system.
My Bonny managed to win the hearts of all in my family, and those who visited us. He was the kid brother I never had, and the star of our family. And just like every star, he had his tantrums too. Bread "must" be coated with butter; milk should be neither hot nor cold, but just-right for him to lap it up at a speed only second to the speed of light;he would "fetch" but only when he was in the mood to!
I still remember how he used to sit under my study table and chew on the wooden rod to soothe his itchy gums during teething. The rod soon snapped into two!
Over 10 long years, he became such an integral member of our family. He travelled with us by Air India when Dad relocated to another city, sitting in his cage at the airport, soaking in all the attention from the other passengers. He also accompanied us on family trips to Kerala, and also enjoyed a leisurely vacation at a resort in Wayanad. There are pictures of him ,where he is seemingly absorbing the greenery around him!
Time flew, and we did not even realize that this 'baby' was growing old. He had become a member who silently sat, with his eyes on each one of us, listening, understanding, with the intermittent wagging of his tail to prove his attention.
And suddenly, he left us. In a matter of seconds. Cardiac seizure they say. And now, he is buried in our garden, hopefully resting in peace. With him, he has taken a piece of everyone's heart in my family - leaving a strong imprint on our hearts and lives.
They say just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge where animals go after they pass away. It is here that the old/sick are restored to full health, maimed ones are made strong again - just as we remember them in times gone by. There are meadows and hills for them to play in, and plenty of food and water - everything except those people who are so special to them.
Finally one day, they spot you, and suddenly your pet runs towards you. You two cling together in joyous reunion, and you look once more into those trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

And then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together.

So long Bonny. Run and play at the Rainbow Bridge, sweety.Till we unite again.