He is the last thing I see before I leave home and the first when I return. In the interim, I am given to believe that he puts his head on my slippers and waits and woe to that person who tries to move the slippers for sweeping the floor or mopping it!
Yesterday, when I got home, no yelps of joy greeted me, absolutely no response to my whistles… Where was he? I wondered. The help informed me that he was out on his evening stroll because it had just stopped raining.
Gosh! How I missed his warm, tail-wagging welcome, his routine of carrying my sandals half way and dropping them unceremoniously, his guiding me to his treat jar because he had waited so patiently and not broken anything the entire day! And also because humans tend to forget directions.. 🙄
Little things are such big things in the daily living of life… This I learn from Bob, my black pug. No routine is boring if you invest yourself in it fully.
When we go for our morning walk, I give his leash to the bhaiya asking him to take Bob back inside, but when I return, this is how I find him… Waiting patiently, in no hurry, eyes peeled on the road down which I had gone. And when he sees me return, his eyes sparkle, he gets new life, as do I…… 😊
A man heads home in the evening, braving the monsoon rain with an ineffectual umbrella.
How people cope with rain is seen to be believed. From cardboard cartons on the head, to polythene bags draped on shoulders, people try everything to stay dry during our long and highly active monsoon season.
Someone sheltered us
Curved their body over
So we could be safe
If we are
Where we are
It could only be
Loved us enough
To take the
Brickbats for us
When they rained
Whether we see them
Whether we acknowledge it
We couldn’t be
Where we are
Without the love
Of those few…..
Some years back, my friend’s son, Aryan, a young boy of ten, decided to do a little experiment.
He bought a helium balloon, a nice, big, shiny one. He played with it for a little while and later, quite like what people sometimes do with birds in a cage, he released the huge balloon in the air.
The balloon travelled gently, carried by its own weightlessness and the wind behind it. It made it’s way to a remote village close to Barielly. There it descended and was excitedly collected by a bunch of children. They ran to the PCO and made a call to the number written on the balloon.
An excited exchange took place between Aryan and the village boys. They thanked him profusely for the lovely gift, expressed astonishment over its size and color, discussed other topics and bade each other a heartfelt farewell.
Aryan loved this experience and has decided to do this more often and light up the life of some unsuspecting child with such unexpected gifts… 😀😊
by Prenita, Kishore & Ankita
Made in the HaikuJAM app:
Spotted this royal creature in a parking lot! There was just about enough space for him to do his glorious dance between parked cars…mine included!
😀Blessed morning 🙏Happy Janmashtami
#streetscene #iphonephotography #iphonecamera #photography #NewDelhi #monsoonmagic #polkaparty #peacock #dance #spellbound #😍
Captured this evocative image on my way to the studio yesterday… Wondered if my thoughts would’ve been different had it been the sculpture of a man enmeshed in such a manner…. ?
‘Dignity’ is such a beautiful word.
It is an inherent quality of grace that some people have, no matter what work they do…the work doesn’t give it to them, they impart it, from their being, onto the work they are doing.
I chanced upon and started a conversation with a charming lady taking care of toilets in Fortis Hospital.
She was standing on the counter and wiping the upper reaches of the mirror. I greeted her and complimented her on her attention to detail, to which she replied, with a smile,
“This job gives me food, it keeps my family satisfied, so I should give it my best..”
Closeted in a space full of toilets, cleaning our careless mess and with a heart full of gratitude… !
What struck me most was just how neatly she was dressed. Her hair tied in a bun, lipstick and kaajal in place, a beautiful smile of greeting that actually reached her eyes!
The toilet was her domain, keeping it clean, her sole purpose. Her job was a reflection of her and she wasn’t ready to let herself down!
Zen and the Art of Living Life 😊
Sometimes, for no fault of ours, we feel trapped. Stuck and entangled into complications not of our making. It seems that the harder we work to release ourself, the tighter we get stuck.
Occasionally, a passing breeze reminds us of what freedom tasted like… What movement felt like…and we long for that time when the shackles that bind us, shall release their stranglehold.
It might help to remember that if an errant breeze cut short our flight, it might be a storm that will bring our salvation… Let’s keep our eyes pinned on the lively blue sky, that awaits our dance with the breeze again… 😊
#Morningmusings #morningwalkwonders #lifelessons #justathought
Till I had a dog, I didn’t know what I was missing. Now, I have full conversations with him and I believe pets are great listeners!
This sketch is a recognition of that beautiful bond that I share with my pug, Bob 😊