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Animals have been a part of my life since my early childhood days.I come from a small town where houses had a lot of open space around them.Some people had their farms nearby and so seeing hens clucking happily in the backyard , cows and buffaloes in the fields and dogs chasing cats and other intruders was a part of my day everyday.The love and comfort you find though animals was something that I learnt very early.
One of my earliest memory is me trying to ride on our big Alsatian dog called Bruno. I had seen people riding horses on TV and thought that Bruno could be my own pony so I was clutching his ear trying to climb on his back and that poor dear was whimpering till my mum came to his rescue and made me understand why one can’t ride a dog.But credit to Bruno as even though he must be in pain he didn’t do anything to hurt me at all.I loved him with all my heart and I am sure he felt the same way.
We had hens clucking in our backyard and buffaloes to provide us with fresh milk.I had names for everyone of them and considered them to be my friends. I lived in a house a little away from the main town so didn’t have any neighbors and so no children to play with. But my animal friends kept me busy and I didn’t feel the need for any other friends. They were my best buddies and my family.
I was gifted an animal encyclopedia when I was about seven or eight and I devoured it. I could talk about different temperature zones and the wildlife in it even before I was ten. People were amazed but for me it was like knowing more about my friends.
I refused going to the circus because I believed the animals there were mistreated.I rescued a buffalo that had fallen in a ditch.Wrote about conservation of endangered species for a school magazine.I was teased and made fun of for liking animals so much but I didn’t care.
I am the happiest on a wildlife safari and in well kept zoos where the animals look healthy and well taken care of.H teases me that I can dump him instantly if some zoo owner proposes me.
People who love animals know the unconditional love that they get in return.How you are not judged by your appearance,intelligence or wealth. You give kindness and are returned with twice as much.
Growing up as almost a farm girl I have learnt to respect animals, fear them at times, understand those cute expressions and love them with whole of my heart.
Keeping in tune with the Valentine Day mood I am going to tell you guys the story about how I met my best friend and the love of my life H.
It was about 8 years ago and I was having a pretty horrible day at my college and I was hurrying downstairs with a architectural model in my hand almost in tears. My skill at model making was limited and this one was precariously hanging on its base. My professor had yelled at me over this model on which I had spent the last 48 hours working . So I was just trying to get out of the campus without anyone else noticing my disastrous attempt at model making.
Just as I was at the gate I heard someone mentioning my name and I don’t know why but I turned towards that unfamiliar voice.There in front of me was a stranger asking the hottest girl in my college if she was Ana from the 1st year. That girl looked almost offended to be mistaken to a plain jane like me & just shook her head and pointed towards me.And I was just standing there with the model in hand while the stranger walked towards me. He smiled at me and said ‘ Hi, I am H . I am your cousin S’s friend . I have a small parcel for your parents.S had sent it with me as I was coming to college today for some work and you studied here ‘
While taking the small box and managing to hold on to the model I asked if he studied here as well.He said he just finished his graduation from the same college and had come over to collect some papers.Then I noticed him staring at the model. I flushed. He simply asked ‘Is this your work?’ I was embarrassed and angry about it so I just snapped ‘why would I be carrying it otherwise ?’ He looked more amused than offended and smiled and left . I suddenly felt stupid and rude. I don’t do this with people and here I was being rude to a total stranger whom I was now realising was a very very cute one.
After few months it was my cousin S ‘s wedding and I was all decked up and having fun with my other cousins .And there was H walking through that door. He looked breath taking in white kurta and I was openly staring .He didn’t even notice me.Later when I was hogging on pani puris I was surprised to find him standing next to me looking amused at my apparent relish in trying to gobble down one big puri. We both broke into a laugh and that’s how we started talking …
Then one thing led to another and soon we were dating each other …
So that’s the beginning of the most beautiful chapter of my life ….
Wishing you all a very happy valentine day !!! And hope you celebrate your love and make each other feel special everyday as if it were a valentine day …
I am sitting in office … Serving my notice period … Technically the notice period is supposed to be a honeymoon period where one has to handover the work and generally just relax. But no my office is not going to let me off so easy. The day I gave my resignation the pile of work to be done on my desk has doubled. Everything is suddenly important and urgent … Sometimes I wonder if the buildings I am working on are actually having a growth spurt and competing against one another to get completed in the next month.
But then facing reality I come to terms and realise that it is one of my office ‘s another torture technique .Once the employee gives resignation give him/ her so much of work with tight deadlines so that the person would get stressed and not serve the entire notice period and then they can hassle him / her for that month ‘s salary .That is a seriously sick attitude. I know but can’t do much . It’s a sick system out here and that’s one of the reason ‘s why getting out of here feels like being free .
I am trying my best to cope up in this transition period .But I am desperately looking forward to the end of this month ..,
Then the fun times of rest and relaxation would start and of course a lot of blogging …