Heartprints

 

The moment I saw you, I was lost.

My heart just went Awwww!

I held you for the first time

And you nuzzled into me

And licked my face

As if you knew you had come home to love

 

I had shut off my heart

Too afraid to be hurt

But you tumbled right into it

With your unabashed adoration

Your antics made me laugh

I could watch you all day long

As you dashed crazily around

Chasing a wooden bangle that

I had dangled on a string for you to play with.

You wheedled your way into my bed

And claimed my pillow too

Soon you took over the entire bed

As you grew

You’re no longer a puppy

But no one seems to have told you so

You career around at breakneck speed

Tugging at cushions and shoes.

Your eyes follow me everywhere

And you need no excuse to lean in to me

You know just what my heart wants

And you sing that song to me.

 

 

You are the reason I still live

    You are the reason I wake up each day

You are the reason I get out of the house

And make new friends along the way.

Someone up there sent you

To save me from myself

And when I look at you today

My heart still goes ‘Awwww!”

 

 

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That Awww Moment!

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There is a stray dog that lives in the compound of our society. I have nicknamed him, Old General. He is one ugly dog. Once upon a time he must have been a handsome fellow.  But now he is mangy and his eyes are full of pus. He walks with a limp and his ear is torn and bleeding. He can’t even lift his leg to pee.

Yet, he is the undoubted leader of the stray dogs in the building. They are a pack of four. And woe betide any other dog who dares to enter the compound. The two pet dogs in the complex had better watch out.  There is a clear demarcation, a line we cannot allow our pets to cross without a leash. This is our “illaka” and that is theirs.  Or rather that is Old General’s “illaka”.

He growls at everybody. The kids are terrified of him. Their parents are terrified of him. The watchmen are terrified of him. But for some reason, whenever I see him, I just want to salute him. Every day, he fights all odds to defend his territory. In spite of everything, he is still undisputed King.

Last week, my dog Muffin, unfortunately slipped off her leash and ran into forbidden territory. In a flash, Old General was after her, followed by his faithful followers and before I could reach Muffin, they managed to corner her.  Luckily, her part husky genes saved her by way of her extra thick fur coat.

But, long after Muffin was safe home and I had stopped trembling I could still hear Old General whining in agony. I went down to check on him and found that he was much more ill than I had realised, and that the short sprint had taken a toll on him.

I was too scared to touch him myself, so I called up a contact I knew in PAL (Pet Owners and Animal Lovers, Thane) and Dr. Viveka Vatwani arrived to check him up.

What I saw was a miracle. I had warned her that he was ferocious, but she shrugged my warning aside and went in search of him. She sat down next to him and she didn’t even seem to mind the fact that he was so mangy or maggoty. She just kept talking to him calmly and checking his leg and ears.  And to my utter astonishment he actually let her pet him, whimpering like a pup, wagging his maggot ridden tail as fast as he could, licking her hand. It was as if he could sense the love and responded to it.

She asked the assistant to get him into the ambulance but it seemed he didn’t want to go. And suddenly all of his gang came and stood between him and the catcher, barking their heads off, refusing to let him take away their beloved leader.

All I could do was stand there with tears flowing down my cheeks and my heart going “AWWWW!”

That was love at so many levels!

When was the last time your heart went AWWW? When did something touch you and all you could do was feel the love, the beauty of the moment?

Do share your experience in the comments.

NaPoWriMo Day 4 – Muffin and the war of words

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Muffin and the war of words

She watches me quietly,

Her head cocked to one side.

She is just waiting for me,

To take out my netbook  and write.

And then she will pounce,

On the keys joyfully,

And  delete everything

That  I wrote so painstakingly

She gives a playful yip,

And jumps on my lap,

And types jbvyw,eiss&ai

In just a single tap.

In this war with my writing ,

Muffin will always win

So I might as well stop

And gracefully give in.

Maybe tomorrow

I’ll get that chapter done

But for now I think

I’ll play with this little one.