In that momentary reverie by the turquoise waters of Kosi river, I realized what I had come to.
What I had lost and yet what was not lost in me.
Time leaps but vagrants remain enshrined — sometimes like footprints sealed in fossils and at others; resting like pebbles in the river bed, once touched and forever waiting.
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Blizzard and Phoneix, our canine correspondents for arts & entertainment wonder why Academy awards are that big a deal?
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Some cities are like magnets; their poles attract you without reason. You don’t visit them for official work, relatives or distant cousins but for some weird reason as if the city’s randomness is your true calling. You visit them like a hermit seeking solace. And every visit is marked by a longing – to meet a lost childhood friend. Some cities are like magnets; their poles attract you with their own reasons.
Chandigarh is one such city.
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But I know that she is coming close to a point where she will stop being a dog, and instead, be part of everything. She’ll be in the wind, and in the soil, and the snow, and in me, wherever I go. I just can’t leave her now, please understand. If I go away again, I’m afraid she’ll die and I won’t have the honor of singing her to sleep, of escorting her out.
Sometimes it takes me 20 minutes to pick which socks to wear to bed.
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I still miss her! Sometimes I think about her motionless body lying across the road. I will always regret not taking pictures of her, but at times I have images of her standing on the road and looking up at me in my balcony with those amazing brown-hazel eyes.
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