“These bloody dogs...getting under my car all the time and whining through the night….”shouted one of the neighbors of this sprawling multistory building in disgust as he rushed off to office to rake in the coffers and provide more and more comforts for his family and himself. True…. they are dogs but somehow I can’t bring myself to call them that.... like a derogatory remark….The poor animals did not ask to be born thus and man’s avarice for more cannot bring himself to show kindness to the downtrodden much less feed the harmless things some food. They inadvertently and inevitably guard and protect the houses of these rich heartless people despite their despicable behavior.
This part of me to love them and feel for them did not arise out of the fact that I own two beautiful intelligent adorable playful labs myself but was always dormant in me ever since I could understand and sense pain as a child. Earlier I used to curse shout and try to reform such neighbors but now feel that to set an example, precepts rather than preachings is the time tested mantra and so I fondle them and play with them and love them deliberately whenever someone is showing annoyance towards them.
Life’s like that....being starlwarts in their work field and earning the millions and going to temples and offering silk cloth and other monetary offerings wont get u half the so called “punya”but kindness towards the needy specially the creatures who suffer pain but cant tell, will get u closer to God. It’s not for nothing they say God shines through people and its time people started shining like God would have loved them to.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Monday, December 25, 2006
untitled
She has this unsatiating appetite for more and her continued nagging resulted in the posting of this bog which id like to call'Pure continuation..!!'
If at all there was a model child this was her. No midnight bawling no unearthly pukings no demands no tantrums ... in fact a no frills baby!
she can never say anything wrong .. in fact she always seems to say the right things when my moods swing which is more often than not!Shes taught me to chill, be net savvy and outgoing and i feel so much younger cos of all these changes i made in my life.
Like the umbilical chord this blog is just bet me and her. She was put under the knife when she was two for a suspected malignant lump and i dont remember nursing her back to normal like i did for jolie. But she managed without a wimper.
She fell off a horse and had her upper teeth in her lower jaw and drank milk through a straw for a week without complaining.
She had chicken pox and i was loaded with guests and couldnt be there for her but she coped silently.
Wish I had her patience and forbearance cos when i complain of aches and pains I feel guilty..shes always been there for me unlike the way i let her manage and fend for herself.. but today she is a strong girl mentally and physically cos shes learnt to deal with situations without the proverbial support systems cos i was a bad mother which she has never pointed out to me but i can read in her eyes.
She is 'pure pleasure' to have and im glad she's my child
If at all there was a model child this was her. No midnight bawling no unearthly pukings no demands no tantrums ... in fact a no frills baby!
she can never say anything wrong .. in fact she always seems to say the right things when my moods swing which is more often than not!Shes taught me to chill, be net savvy and outgoing and i feel so much younger cos of all these changes i made in my life.
Like the umbilical chord this blog is just bet me and her. She was put under the knife when she was two for a suspected malignant lump and i dont remember nursing her back to normal like i did for jolie. But she managed without a wimper.
She fell off a horse and had her upper teeth in her lower jaw and drank milk through a straw for a week without complaining.
She had chicken pox and i was loaded with guests and couldnt be there for her but she coped silently.
Wish I had her patience and forbearance cos when i complain of aches and pains I feel guilty..shes always been there for me unlike the way i let her manage and fend for herself.. but today she is a strong girl mentally and physically cos shes learnt to deal with situations without the proverbial support systems cos i was a bad mother which she has never pointed out to me but i can read in her eyes.
She is 'pure pleasure' to have and im glad she's my child
Sunday, December 24, 2006
lifes journey
She definitely was meant to be snooty and independent and successful as well as authoritative which i can say by the way she was born with her nose up in the air!!!She refused to wail until whacked and then let out a little sob and then we knew she was alive and kicking though her eyes remained shut like that for a week!
We named her 'Pavitra' aptly as she is pure in thoughts and deeds and is allergic to summing up people as she believes in the saying " God himself does not judge a person until the end of his days ...why should u and i"
lifes journey was a big rollercoaster ride after that and this pretty miss has now landed in the UK to do her masters in Media Management and needless to say has discovered her talent for writing and blogs about lifes varied facets in an inimitable style............story not over yet as she has managed to rope in her mom who is quite a nincompooh to blog as well and my first ever post would naturally be about the apple of my eye my pure hearted Pavitra!
We named her 'Pavitra' aptly as she is pure in thoughts and deeds and is allergic to summing up people as she believes in the saying " God himself does not judge a person until the end of his days ...why should u and i"
lifes journey was a big rollercoaster ride after that and this pretty miss has now landed in the UK to do her masters in Media Management and needless to say has discovered her talent for writing and blogs about lifes varied facets in an inimitable style............story not over yet as she has managed to rope in her mom who is quite a nincompooh to blog as well and my first ever post would naturally be about the apple of my eye my pure hearted Pavitra!
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