Just before going to bed , felt like writing this.
There are soo many stories embedded in our lives.Each story have a smell , you still remember even after many years.
Today while walking back home watched a little puppy playing around.The faded colour of dusk has given it a darkened tinge , chestnut brown might be.
As the little dog played it flooded my mind with memories.
When I was a kid and a very naughty one , I do remember that in winters everytime whenever I use to see any nice looking fluffy puppy on the road , I use to carry straight to my home.
I loved dogs like anything. My beloved mother would at first scold me lovingly and then take the dog in.She never asked me to take them away...
We use to stay in Govt.Quarters which had a nice garden in front.
The first night the puppy would spend inside and the very next day me and my friends would build a brick house for him.
Love would pour in from different corner , Papai my friend would bring a large packet of biscuits stolen from home & Ganesh had brought a fresh new soap.Others joined with toys , balls ...the little dog seemed soo happy...soon he became so obedient and my Mother's beloved.
My mind would flutter in school thinking when I can go home and play with the puppy.
The time spend with him was soo precious one.
One day I came back from school and couldn't find him , searched everywhere.
My mother said she had searched for long but no luck.
Someone might have stolen the little puppy.I remember I cried a lot for few days , and after that again got hold of another street puppy and brought it home.
Today as my eyes set on the puppy playing on the road , I remembered...it seemed the joy in their sparking eyes were of same depth.
But my eyes have grown old , I have matured and my heart has shrinked.
I don't possess that innocence of my childhood to carry a puppy back home without the slightest thought.
Childhood winters were soo warm I felt !
There are soo many stories embedded in our lives.Each story have a smell , you still remember even after many years.
Today while walking back home watched a little puppy playing around.The faded colour of dusk has given it a darkened tinge , chestnut brown might be.
As the little dog played it flooded my mind with memories.
When I was a kid and a very naughty one , I do remember that in winters everytime whenever I use to see any nice looking fluffy puppy on the road , I use to carry straight to my home.
I loved dogs like anything. My beloved mother would at first scold me lovingly and then take the dog in.She never asked me to take them away...
We use to stay in Govt.Quarters which had a nice garden in front.
The first night the puppy would spend inside and the very next day me and my friends would build a brick house for him.
Love would pour in from different corner , Papai my friend would bring a large packet of biscuits stolen from home & Ganesh had brought a fresh new soap.Others joined with toys , balls ...the little dog seemed soo happy...soon he became so obedient and my Mother's beloved.
My mind would flutter in school thinking when I can go home and play with the puppy.
The time spend with him was soo precious one.
One day I came back from school and couldn't find him , searched everywhere.
My mother said she had searched for long but no luck.
Someone might have stolen the little puppy.I remember I cried a lot for few days , and after that again got hold of another street puppy and brought it home.
Today as my eyes set on the puppy playing on the road , I remembered...it seemed the joy in their sparking eyes were of same depth.
But my eyes have grown old , I have matured and my heart has shrinked.
I don't possess that innocence of my childhood to carry a puppy back home without the slightest thought.
Childhood winters were soo warm I felt !