My goodwishes and hopes to all my lovely readers. I hope you and your beloveds are safe during this time of pandemic. Hope, you are reading this blog while “inside your home”. #STAYHOMESTAYSAFE.
I felt this for a long time that whenever I’m with my family , I get more time to influence myself with various good ways .. being at work snatches the opportunity to observe love and find love in my unexpected situations.
I have always imagined to h become a dog owner on all those moments when my friends move hands on the pet’s hair and I on the other hand would just stand afar in an awestruck face and awkwardness in brain. I was thinking about it for a long to imagine myself as a dog lover and write something relatable and comforting this quarantine.. so here it goes..
A poem for my labrador!
“I believe in belongingness
and that I guess
I could find within a dog
sweeter than his name
and humbler than humane
Then I knew,
why this being
is considered more as a friend.
Dogs don’t need big homes
they need a shanty space
amongst those many places
that’s always remained undiscovered
and importantly they need
the warm of your chest
and a bit of attention
all these little things
would make a dog
a bigger part of your family
and undoubtedly the favourite of all.
So this boy of mine, Kakku
has been my patient listener
and my all time soft cuddler.
Life becomes easier to deal with paws
rather than the hands
because they don’t understand betrayal that the hands does!
Kukku is like the spring
who brightens my day
casting an endless joy.
He’s the winter blanket
whose warmth makes
me and my siblings fight overnight
all the time.
Kakku has become adjusted to the terrible fashion sense I carry
so during important conference events I let him choose clothing for me. I must say & admit this in fact that like my mother he has an awesome taste of fashion!
In the times of quarantine, his innocence has still kept me alive. It’s been three years since I saw him first time & my eyes don’t get tired seeing his enthusiasm.
Now that we both are stuck at home we depend on each other.
I’m sure we are each other’s best entertainers, it’s like I throw a ball in some random place almost blindly and Kukku brings it back- breaking few things & definitely banging his head here & there!
It’s been a bond far more than I imagined
and in Kakku I found my happiness even when he’s scratching his back, his ears twitching or acting sharply on any bad comments from opposite neighbour Aunty.
When I see him
through the vision pane
after the dull day with clients and many more projects on my bag
I know that he’s standing right at the door smelling my body fragrance
I oppose to see him & his cute little brain thinks of certain crimes he committed last night.
and when I come to adore him he shrugs his face sometimes or maybe just licks my face out of happiness.
There are moments like a long work tour that makes me think only about him. I want to see him all day long, rather started incomplete without him.
I wish Google could translate
even a ‘woof!woof!
So that I could understand from afar what are his needs!”