truth about cats and dogs

I never liked cats and i was petrified of dogs.


Story has changed 50% today;  yes i still dont like cats!

But I strongly  believe in "live and let live".

So initially when Dexter would chase a cat, I would always teach him to let cats be. Honestly I was surprised initially very surprised by this behavior of his as he is a very non violent dog  (only creature he ever chases is mosquito; that too very unsuccessfully !) I thought it would be some genetic coding that makes dogs and cats not like each other.

So whenever I and he would go on walks I would always reprimand him for chasing cats.

Yesterday on our walk I saw a real sweet cat and I became alert, just about to put a leash on Dexy anticipating him to start his chase. But to my pleasant surprise my boy did not bother!

He just gave the cat, "could not care less" look of his and moved on. Just as we moved ahead, I can swear he looked at me  smugly; like he was saying " gotcha !".

I really felt like a proud momma and floated a bit on the air for a as long as my humble weight allowed me (read as nanosecond).

I guess this boy would not stop to make my life full of fun.

But  honestly till date I never understood why cats and dogs dont like each other and not only that it also gets transferred to cat people and dog people !

Some answers in life are best not pursued too much as the essence lies in guessing the answer, the answer itself may be mundane as the thrill is in the chase and not the catch!
but then what is life without a bit of craziness !

art of making friends !

We have relatives from kolkatta.

Before coming here they were very anxious and petrified if i may add, not knowing what to expect when you hear that there is a dog who stays in the same house as the family, shares their bed, is spoilt and pampered silly.(Ha ha I  can imagine their dilemma !)

Their first encounter with Dexter was really funny. I and bro had gone to pick them up and my baba got this brainer that he should take dexter out for a walk at 4:30 am so that he is not home when they come and they get some time to get used to the fact called dexter.

Unfortunately and as usual baba goofed up with the timings so low and behold ,Dexter was down when they arrived and Dexter being Dexter was on red alert as his mom had strangers in her car and came running up to me rescue me from the tangles of strange people he absolutely knew nothing about.

They were devastated not only by his size but also his volume and energy, more so after a long and tiresome journey, the jumping and barking was the most unwelcome welcome anyone would look forward to.


But again Dexter being Dexter..... soon became friends with my relatives. Within the first day they had graduated from being petrified to patting his head with one finger. (But no means a small achievement !)

But then came the next problem, he refused to allow them to sleep on my parents bed as that is the one he shares with them..

So yes guys my guests are sleeping on mattresses on the floor and dexter is ruling the bed !

But thank god for peace returning to our paradise... guests seem to have overcome their fear  and now a days dexter wakes up his new play mate with a lick (which is again unwelcome), hey I never claimed paradise to be perfect !

thank god !!

lot of minor things going wrong with me off late and i have been asking god "why me ?"

and yet today i got saved from a real crazy situation... i completely forgot to fill petrol and the car showed 0 petrol and yet i could reach the petrol pump before i got stranded......

all the way i was praying "god please" & god sure seemed pleased and i got saved from getting stranded.....

i came home and then remembered to thank god....

its so easy to remember to curse god when things go wrong and equally easy to forget to thank him when all is well....

will try next time onwards to thank god faster and curse him slower !!

music of silence !!

everybody has something to say, something to sing, something yell.......sound... high decibel... noise... cacophony ... pandemonium..  misery... 

ironic ... the voices you die to hear one day become noise... the sound of music gives you attacks of panic ... the sound of laughter .. which would lighten up your heart .. today leaves you cold ...

such is the power of sound....

i get migraine attacks due to bright light, shrill sound, stress situations... basically i have trigger happy migraine ... and today was migraine's happy hour  the whole day !!!!!!

my way to play peeka boo with migraine like most of my migraine buddies is hide in a dark room ....

no one with me .. but me and the darkness around me and the silence with me....

lying on my bed i was engulfed by the ghost of the noises of the day ... tearing my head, my heart, my soul.... i lay limp.. waiting for them to leave me.... 

with silence.....

i slowly opened my eyes to silence... even though my eyes were closed i could see silence lurking one corner.. smiling shyly at me.. holding out a hand..... i felt my rigid body slowly relax.. felt a gentle gush of wind go in and charge my senses and leave me welcoming the next gush of wind.....and slowly i started searching for silence... she sang to me a song with no words, a melody with no tune, intoxicating with no spirit ... and a smile left my lips to reach my heart ... and my eyes lids finally made way for sleep to take me away from me......

loved this feeling.. ....

silence i love your music...

no storm in this coffee cup :P

I was an ardent fan of coffee with karan.. even watched some of the re runs when I have nothing better to do. What I admired most was karan quirky humor which obviously is very wickedly crafted to sound “on the spot” and same goes to most of the participants, it was more about spunk and attitude.. on your face .. gen X rather than “oh so saccharine sweet and  oh so wunna be french” rendezvous with Simi garewal..  

But after watching some 20 mins each of the two episodes of season latest ( dat too coz of old time sake.. 10 mins were unbearable !!!)  has left me cold... the coffee is cheap and tepid …. nothing to talk bout.. the hamper looks too french, the guests too pretentious and cocky and karan tooo boring !! questions too cliché and the rapid fire round had no fire and too predictable .. in fact the proto type of questions were so over used in prev seasons...

Karan darling (note the sarcasm :P) give us more meat, dress it more fab, but please dont over do the saccharine infested smiles and those plastic giggles and mindless banters .. its called noise pollution and in India we have enough of it.. and please get the some feisty questions for rapid fire.. if you are low on the spunk.. ask me …. will provide ;)

 

Wish nescafe could associate with this brand when the coffee was strong .......

Time god / goddess !!

I find it kinda freaky when philosophers , poets and other arty people glorify death and when I read such ideologies, I always hope this does not inspire a depressed person who reads this to attempt suicide !!

And why glorify something you know nothing about and when you know about it .. you cannot tell .. ha ha .. ya I know sad joke .. but come on tell aint it true ?

I mean I love similes and I love metaphors but come on telling death will set you free from this world is kinda corny..

Of course I do think how death will be and more than death I think of those alive how their lives would be.. But I realized what is eternal is time. With time death is forgotten, with time peace is restored, with time wounds are healed.. so why not glorify time ?

In hinduism there as so many lakh gods and goddesses, wonder if the brilliant idea of having a time god or goddess occurred to them.. guess will have to google it .. and if it exists the person must have been me in my previous birth …...

hmmm the god or goddess would have twenty four  arms, twelve  on each side, would weigh 60 kg and would be worshiped at  0:00 am. I for sure would want this one to be a goddess as men are always late … he he...

DND a hash !!!

monday mornings !!!

need I say more ?

And I received like some 7 sms promising me the sun and the moon gift wrapped along with the stars as special offer !!!!

it is frustrating as I always check smses due to work ethics and when I cut my attention from work to check such silly sms, not only is my attention lost, my temper flares up !

Are you thinking am crazy as usual .. well hold  coz I have already activated DND (do not disturb) for marketing calls and smses and complained when I initially received such calls and got tired of follow ups !!

And today when I got really frustrated I again called up to follow up the same and to my horror was told that the DND was deactivated !! Finding the culprit is not a task Sherlock Holmes would appreciate to take as this would flaw his near perfect record of solving unsolvable mysteries !!

Am I the chosen one or you too suffer from this problem ?

I guess our “chalta hain” attitude has been abused way beyond limit !!!

But of course I do see a change, today when I am harassed, if I threaten going to media, my work sure gets done (only good use of mindless media channel hungry for gossip and having a tacky knack for sensationalizing  the most non significant of happenings !!)

But what about the docile in-educated part of society ? They still heavily bear the price of all things wrong in the society ! Wish equality, fair play, justice were not words on paper and on the lips of government but becomes a part of every life in India