She had a Doggy!

                                              

                                    My Girlfriend had a doggy and he was called Rocky! Though I was always jealous of him, there were times I loved him. He may not to be to me what he had been to her. It’s a funny story, a funny story how life unfolds to us all in ways unimaginable and often it has a sad ending. Its but inevitable I suppose.

                                    It was his funeral two days back and ever since then I miss him much or rather I miss my girlfriend missing her rocky.

                                    It is a good story how it all started, She had rocky even before we first met. She was so afraid of him that she would not touch him at all and would run screaming had he came closer that a few yards. But at the same time she loved him, She loved the little rocky running around her country home and eat her chickens. I didn’t know when rocky turned vegetarian or when he had enough of the smelly chickens he soon seized eating her chickens. By the way I forgot he was a good golden German shepherd.

                                    I always wondered why she would run away from a dog she so much loved and adored. She would not even let me joke on him. There was one time I suggested we would get rid of rocky when we she was once complaining of how rocky scares her by licking her legs, she says she gets Goosebumps when he does that. Its true hell has known no fury like a woman gone angry. She would not even talk to me for the next couple of days.

                                                There was this incident once, I think a couple of years back. One fine holiday there was this site to watch, A really memorable one she would never have done it had she been awake. There was in the bed two angels sleeping together hugging each other. Had I had a chance I would have frozen time and stood there watching my girl and her little doggy, sleeping like two little children. But of course then rocky had to do that, the stupid act of ruining a very quiet morning, after all he is just our stupid dog. He licked her chin and oh my god then there was screaming and running and barking and total chaos. Even neighbors called in to check if all was okay. That was the one day in my life.

                                    It happed a couple of days back, A call from her in the evening confirmed our little rocky has gone to the afterlife. She was weeping over the phone and though there was many a miles that separated us I could hear her words crack and her weak heartbeat. It was not much of a surprise we were expecting it. For the last couple of months he would not eat and he was often sick and lazy no running around and he would often walk away from home and we had to go and bring him back. He was showing signs. And he died two days ago! It did hit as a bit hard no matter how sick he was and how convinced he was going to die, we still hoped that he could one fine morning spring back to his former naughty self and chase my girlfriend around the house.

                                    I too miss him , May be one day when we have a life and get a house , we would buy a little doggy and love him too, But rocky will forever be the rocky and he will be remembered for ever. Many things died along with him and now that’s a space that’s really vacant. My girlfriend had a dog and he died!

                                                

Daffodils in Life’s way

                                       Many a daffodils laughed upon the little road by a brook, many a birds chirped upon the humble grass they fed on. Many waves lashed the shores and many a winds sang the song of nature. But marched on the soldiers of today, dreaming. A world of tomorrow they lost for the world of today they had

                                       How many has a seen a daffodil? Many have I suppose, but how many has a seen a daffodil today? Not many I should think. Where did these daffodils go? Did they just vanish or had they all withered. But neither had happened, the truth is you just did not see them today, they were there and they were still blossoms but they were not seen. These daffodils are like shadows they appear and go but they are hardly noticed.

                                       Often in life the most memorable are memories of small things. These little things that you have seen and you have heard will play a role in life that no big things will. The beauty of remaining fall is that they shall be only discovered by the wise. The intelligent has sight but only the wise knows where to look. The little things you have done for someone and the little things they did it for you are all in the package. The amount and magnitude of things are secondary to the way it was done for you.

                                       Those small moments of love and that instant of a smile, aren’t those that you cherish more that the grades you scored in 1oth grade?

                                       But somehow along the line, people forget what they seek and they pursue things they think they want. They forget to see what the daffodils along the way by looking up at the crowd ahead. They do fail to realize that if they won’t be finding happiness along the way they hardly will find it at the end of the journey. Everyone should now and then halt and take a look around. They will be bewildered by the sings they see by simply looking at them.

                                       Everyone I would like to tell you something, when on any journey make sure that you take a time out for yourself, you can discover answers to many complex questions by simple looking at the world around us. Nature is a great teacher and an ultimate adobe of all information. But after all make sure to see the daffodils before you walk away.

Dreamscape: A world of Possibilities

                                       The world of dreams is as dreamy as it can ever get. It’s so dreamy that any attempt to define or describe it would miss their mark by a very considerable amount. Dreams are something so personalisable that they define the very concept of owning. Dreams blur the thin line between the real and the imaginary. Every person has their very personal set of dreams. It’s something that they keep very close to themselves or for a few it’s something that despise more than anything.

                                       The dreamscape is the setting of a dream and what differentiates the dreamscape from the world of imagination is the level of details and accuracy of events involved. Doubt it? Have you noticed that when in a dream you really feel that it is real? The dreams provide you with an alternate reality. The reality produced is not often a logical set of events but a set of events and people somehow related to you produced before you in some random fashion. Scientist does argue that the sequence of events are non-logically related but somehow related through some process. But let’s not discuss these technicalities.

On dream that I particularly remember is this one, unlike most dreams I have had they are not a series of visuals from some random part of my brain but it was a very close to heart dream. The setting of the dream fell at a time when I have had achieved success in life letting my think of the possible ways of using my remnant life. Quite deep! It’s is what I thought of it at first but further thought revealed to me that the dream itself had large credentials to look into?

                                       A person bored of wealth and a hectic lifestyle I had decide to abandon it all and seclude myself to an isolated life and my lovely wife has decided to accompany me. Living such a life produced to me many questions of the utility of life. Then the I in my dreams decided to move into countryside have a nice house and go teach. Teaching to me seemed as absurd as it sound snow, but soon I found out that there is nothing in life as rewarding as this is. This life I liked as much as it sounds now.

                                       The dream opened before a new tread of thought that I had never ever had before it opened by eyes to a world that lay before me but I never bothered to look. Dreams are powerful, so powerful that they can instill new thoughts in you and they can make people change overnight. Dreams are fundamental to health so is it fundamental to the person’s purpose on earth. To dream is a great ability, and to dream big is phenomenal but to be able to dream and act up on it is talent.

PotterMore : A new place for Potterheads

                                       The Secret has been revealed! Rowling has officially announced her new e-Reading site for the Harry Potter franchise " pottermore.com ". A site that she claims to be a place for the revelation of many hidden information that she had held on to herself for quite some time. The potter heads who have been looking for places to go since the harry potter and his magical world has concluded in a mammoth 7 books and 8 movie extravaganza. What now? that's what most harry potter fans think. Its too late to just give up the magical world in which we all literally grew up. Ever since the first book touched our hands to now when it all ended. Pottermore is Rowling's magical answer to her fans and their unyielding spirits.

                                       Pottermore is set to open by the 1st of October to the general public, but as a test they are planning to allow a selected lucky few who register to be allowed earlier, So you ' the fans ' can be part of the construction of the ultimate potter paradise. Rowling clearly states that " You " are a fundamental part of the whole pottermore project and the entire experience it offers. All Potter maniacs, Hurry up and register. This is intended to serve as a platform for the sales of Harry Potter e-books and merchandise. 

Rowling 

                                       This entire platform is said to be used as a place where every potterhead can interact between themselves, share experiences and be part of the World of the Wizards. Rowling also has confirmed that this would be where the authentic audio books and e-books will be available. She has also confirmed to be around and share her Harry Potter experience in pottermore.

                                       It is also possible that she may be using this as a platform to accumulate user reviews and the fans feelings. She might even be thinking of writing or release new works on potter based on that. These are just speculations and in past many characters have come back even from from death. So a Resurrection of harry potter cannot be ruled out completely as a possibility. If Harry is coming back I sure will be there to welcome him back , And I know so shall you all be.

Just one more thing before Adios .Don't forget to register you may just be getting a chance to be part of pottermore. click here

My Little Sister !

Guess who's the real princess. Huh!

                                Its been a long and dramatic wait. Such long phone calls and such a gigantic packing up. Shes been packing for a long time. When ever we call my aunt shes packing. She puts in her cute little sketches, her year book,even her teddy bear or an elephant, I cant remember which,. Oh! Then again only god knows what else she packed. Every now and then I would want her back here after all most of  the year we are half a world apart and shes the only sister i have ever known and I will ever have.

                                Ever time she calls she says always of how much wanna meet us. She is just in First Grade and she knows us all. I clearly remember the last time she came. Its was her first time . She had only heard our voices and she actually believed we lived inside her phone. When she came to visit us for the first time, She was so thrilled and was wondering how all the people in her phone came along with her and she never noticed them.

Snow Balling in dodge ridge

                                This is much more personal than anything I have ever written, From the superficial to the 'off topic' things we have discussed. From the crazy to the insane. But this, This is every bit really what i feel right now! this very moment. For a start I should tell the truth, I have for ever wished for a sister and I have finally got this one. Be us far apart but she will forever be my cuddly cute little doll. I love her for all she is. Her cute smile that stretches across her cheek or the locks or hair that runs down untidily across her little face.

                                She may just be a small girl but she sure is a big handful! Every time she sees me, She screens out loud and runs yelling " u aint gonna catch me ". She never gets tired of our little game of catching. When I finally stop chasing, She would sneak up on me, teasing me and taunting me into chasing her again. She would pop her little head over the sofa or from under a curtain. She would peep over the staircase or hide herself behind someone. Our game and its so much fun when its with her, that i just wait for her force me into chasing her. She had got her yearbook and she showed me all the infinite things she had done from the princess for Halloween to her Kindergarten Graduation ceremony.

                                Now the best part about my sister is always when we go shopping. Oh its such a nightmare with her running around the entire place, wardrobe and the stands and the people and god knows what else. There is so much to see that she wants to be at all places at once, I suppose. Her giggle is all that we can get to follow her up in the impenetrable crowd. I would certainly like to know how she manages to get around all these people. Poor girl, When she wants something she would just whisper it into our ears and makes really sure that her mommy is not watching. We sneak buy things and roam around exploring  the entire place ( only when she decided she had enough running around ). Never a shy person she gets along so well. She would climb on us with the ease of a monkey.

                                Now today when she left, I feel so empty. I had so much to do the past couple of weeks that my tomorrow is blank. I have no one to cuddle and no one to run after. Its feels so empty and silent. May be its just a couple of days after all i have two brothers and one in 3rd grade. It will be fun as usual taunting and irritating him.  Its just another years wait till my little sister drops by for her summer vacation.

Bon Voyage Dear .