There is this mad race of the world. And although the majority would tell you differently, often it is wisest not to participate in it. Pity, it takes an entire lifetime and yet the runners don’t know where the ribbon is and more importantly, why they are running?
In between the bright covers of ‘How Cheeka Became a Star and other Dog Stories’, the canvas on which these stories breathe is sometimes calm as convent and at others riveting as a raccoon. The heartwarming tales blended with remarkable artwork by Tina Rajan give a unique flavor to each story that you would savor long after reading them. An enceinte compendium of alluding narrations from celebrated artists from all walks of life, the book makes for a breezy read.
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I know that many of us think of getting a pet dog, but are deterred by the responsibilities, the changes it will require us to make in our lives, space constraints and also because we genuinely do not want to neglect him or her, due to our hectic work schedules.
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My world is monochrome. My dreams, colorless; retina, colorblind. The world is quiet here. Unlike humans, I see the world in dualities ─ the caressing touch, good; the stoning arm, bad. From neighborhood cats to screeching cars; coffee beans to cinnamon and Christmas to confetti, everything, devoid of color, but for black & white. But I don’t assign attribute to colors; my black is as graceful as my white. The day and the night, shining knights.
Sam Fuller’s masterpiece ‘White Dog’ isn’t a title that has had many viewers and yet those who have sat through two hour run of its sheer brilliance have had their color conscience seriously tested.
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I am a nameless Indian stray dog.
At the end of that sentence, I still wonder why anybody would be interested in my story or my plight; nevertheless I will go on like I generally do with my life. I scavenge my way around for a meal & look for a quiet corner to rest my scrawny body. It’s a dog’s life.
Sometimes, I wonder regarding the usage of the word dog in so many phrases, a dog’s life
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