Good things come in small packages...

Thought I'd died and gone to heaven. If there is a place on earth that we can call heaven - that was home - these past 3 weeks. We had a little angel staying with us - she gave us (A and I) the most wonderful memories. Sure... there will be many more wonderful memories in our life... nothing like the first ones though!
Her four little paws... walking all over A in the morning... trying desperately to get our attention and wake us up - so one of us can be nice and take her outside. The amount of unconditional love that comes out of those ultra-expressive eyes... the never ending willingness to lick our hands,feet,faces and anything else she can lay her tongue on was simply put - breathtaking.
Every morning would be a routine of love and affection showering - just before we head out for a brief walk. The noiseless barks and howls are a treat for the ears and watching her take it extremely seriously is hilarious! Soon after the walk - we come back inside genuinely concerned about A and where he is. Food is the remotest thought in our minds at that point. As soon as we spot A in the house and notice that he is getting ready to leave for work - little miss B gets sad - her favorite person is about to head out the door and she will be left behind with me or our cousin or no one!
We can visibly see the thoughts crossing her mind at that point. Her sad eyes get sadder by the minute... but still with a heavy heart we leave her behind her gates.
She watches in silence - never complaining - just telling us over and over again - "I will miss you".
The days when I stay home with her - pass by beautifully with us hanging out together. She will follow me with her little click-clack footsteps every where... she sleeps through most of the afternoon - when I am trying to get most of my work done. Then as soon as evening rolls in - she knows A is going to be back home soon. Then she starts waiting...
As soon as the garage door starts rolling up - it is time for her to run around the house and find the door that will open and bring her closer to A! It was a pleasure watching her go through the entire drill every single day! Some days I was lucky to be on the receiving end of it and I must point out that it is the best welcome anyone can ever get! No one has been so overjoyed to see me after just 8 or 9 hours!
Well... now she is back home with her real parents - it was great for A and I to play foster parents for a while. She is a lovely girl and we will always cherish these three weeks.. and wait for the next time we can have her around.
The most painful part of these three weeks was when we had to get into the car without her after we dropped her off at her real parent's... those eyes looking at us asking "why can't I come?" are just painful to forget. But we know she is happy - and may God always keep her that way...

Beginning of a journey....

Today being my first day of blogspot writing, thought I would keep it simple & general as I am not sure how the writing will turn out to be.

I started playing with the idea of writing, the moment guria mentioned it last night, though I am not sure if I ever wanted to, especially blogs, because somehow I never understood the mechanism or never found it interesting enough!

It was the idea of writing down the memories of our childhood or that of our lives & sharing that with each other that interested me most. When I went to sleep, I laid awake thinking about what I would write & how…but today morning, sitting infront of the laptop, (oh god!!!!) wish I could the inside of my brains (!!!)…. innumerable thoughts started creeping in & fighting to come out making it more difficult for me to actually think as to what I would write!!! That’s why decided to keep it ‘general’!!

Considering the number of memories coming back to me…well, my life is not that lifeless!! & come to think of it…I always thought my life was worth nothing remembering for!!! I wonder where were all these memories for all these years??

My idea of memoirs was associated with the conventional method of pen & paper, where one would read out to others their thoughts, observations etc. or if not, to maintain it as one’s personal space where one would pour his/her heart out, away from the prying eyes of the world. Blogs, well, I was not too sure about that!!!

In this age when everything happens at the speed of nanoseconds, people around the world may have come closer but yet they have managed to move away from their own self or so as to say their immediate near & dear ones. We talk of networking nowadays & yet how little we know of the people staying with us!!! Blogs may be one of the ways to maintain that personal touch inspite of being millions of miles or few steps away from each other..!!!

Lets see how our, guria’s & mine, venture of writing down our memories turns out to be!! 20 years down the line, I don’t know where we will be, but hope this blog will still keep us going!!

To read a person...

Impressions form in a matter of seconds, it takes even less time to ruin a really good impression. It is worth a moment of everyone's time to stop and think how much work goes into building a relation, making an impression, leaving a mark (a good one)... and it takes so little to wipe out all that hard work. A blow to the right place with the wrong words or actions will ruin everything. Recently I have come to realize that what seems to be ...hardly is.. and what is...seldom seems to be.
Both A and I are alike - taking someone on face value has become a (bad) habit for us. In the end what awaits eagerly is just hurt and broken relations. Relations that we thought were important and mattered... we would and could go out of our way entirely to make it work. Silly kids... that is so juvenile! Well... we are learning.. slowly but surely. To have a good relation with anyone... there is always a lot of work involved. Even when someone is related by blood - we are born with the relation - however keeping it alive is entirely our responsibility.

To build a good future... it is important to look into the past and learn from all the rights...that went wrong...

It is OK to judge - but do we feel equally OK when we are set on the other side of the same table?