Silent Companions
Dogs are our true but often silent companions. Puerile of spirit and kind of heart, they are the closest to divine that we can ever be. A few […]
Ramblings
It has always been Dogs
As a child, she didn’t believe in best friends but teddy bears. And then one day she realized it was stupid to play with a stuffed toy. Filled
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Birds in cages
“Some birds are not meant to be caged, that’s all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when
Noise – a poem
Far from noise of the maddening world. And it has always been An uneven equation Answers too many Not enough question Many authors Few writers A motley of
20 Reasons Why You Should Adopt Black Cat
To the skeptics this post might come as a surprise, here’s a black dog voicing his support for the adoption of the black cat. For reasons I can’t
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What the hills long to say?
Encroaching upon every square foot that they could prey their sight upon, humans suffer from this chronic illness of marking ownership on everything their lives touch ― from
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A Dog’s Will
I would not describe myself as a practical person. But somehow, this has suited me quite well. There are always some difficulties when I act on impulse but
Seven billion people in the world and sometimes all you need is a dog
Seven billion people in the world and sometimes all you need is a dog.
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How to Keep Dogs Safe During Diwali: Stray & Pet Guide
How to keep stray and pet dogs safe during Diwali fireworks: a simple checklist for shelter, food, calming an anxious dog, the law on crackers, and helplines.
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The wait
And in another land
there may be
by the shore or at the sea
or in the valley of the bees
another loneliness
quite like me.
The taste of memory
“I don’t know what it is about food your mother makes for you – but it carries a certain taste of memory.”
― Mitch Albom
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Can Dogs detect health problems in Humans?
A dog can smell a good person a mile away!
Nothing escapes the Nose:)
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Dog with Blog ― Suggest a caption
And sometimes
words are but an aberration,
a divulge for all
that the pixels stole away.
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I will love you…
After a fair decade, I returned to the world of Lemony Snicket. I borrowed Beatrice letters from Fernfly, devouring it to the core. How right was C.S. Lewis when he quoted,” A children’s story that can only be enjoyed by children is not a good children’s story.”, profound!
Happy Dog Day!
“The signs of wisdom”, the old man said, “are the realizations that the volume knob also turns left and the fact that best of friends come with a tail and a cold, wet nose”.
A poem by the dog
Sometimes in between the paragraph
while you look for that lost word
or when you draw that doodle on the marginalia
a pencil dangling in your slender fingers
caressing that lock of untamed hair…
I miss my dog
When I close my eyelids deterring to the noise of the world ─ a cauldron about to bubble over, veering my thoughts to all that will remain placid and unchanged by time, oblivious to the humans passing me by, there by the orchard Rusty forever be chasing my demons away. To her I would always be the boy who never grew up.
Roopkund trek review, over the hills and far away
And when marred by urban humility, the stasis clogs, you realize what you lost and what was lost in you. Forgetting all the troubles of the world outside the periphery of the mountains – letting go of dates and days, forgiving bosses and escaping the burden of thoughts only the realize the weight of water in the backpack.
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Vagrants in the wild
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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Snoopy, Calvin and Hobbes Valentines Day
“Any grand plans for Valentine’s day?” quizzed Kaalicharan’s baritone voice.
“When have I had any?”
“But,” smiling sheepishly he added, “You aren’t a dog”.
“Who knows if I am” with a sigh, the pseudo philosopher in me heaved, “a dog inside this human flesh”
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Of love and words
A cursory glance on facebook and it’s easy to delve in the wave of wedding updates. The delirious setting gets still creepier when the question gets popped out of unassuming corners. At office cubicle, over a cafeteria conversation or an impromptu conversation, there is always someone who wishes to inquire ‘when’ as if the gyrations of the planet depend on a matrimonial.
The meaning of life
It is no secret that I don’t believe in humans with a halo over their head ― the ayatollahs, sacrosanct religious gurus and Swami Holier-than-thou and the Ulema Ulysses.
It is the hound I trust in. Period.
Always have. Always will.
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…of moist laden envelopes and lost letters
All that my paws can find amid ferns are some wedding invites, electricity bills and newspaper inserts. No one has written to me in ages. No, I don’t count the email. I yearn to feel the texture of paper with words in them. Words; written and not typed. Words impregnated with inks of those who held love. Words, weaving tales of a land from far off, of people I know or once knew. Some crisscrosses, scribbles on the marginalia, darkened impressions which seem to stress on the line, conveying a longing to return. Words, written days before and yet not swayed by time. Words with their casual curves which have forgotten to age, the ripening feel that only a cat can conceal and yet, reveal.
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A short story from the dog
Sitting by the cinders at Himalayan valley, the madness and methods of world don’t really engulf me. It is on such cold evenings that I am reminded of a story Rusty told me in my puppy days. This is a story for my little friends and those of you who still have a kid lurking beneath your mustache and mascara.
So like all stories of yore, it so begins that once upon a time there was a little girl who wanted a puppy. She asked her mother if they could go to the puppy shop and get one little cute ball of fur.
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