“To you, it is a dog .But to me, she is an adopted child, who is short and furry, has four legs and barks .”
Dear little heart,
My sister bought You when I was seven or so .I still remember the first day she bought you home .She wrapped you up with a cotton wool and was holding you as if you were her daughter .I was so excited .I came to you and poked your nose with my little finger .You opened your eyes slightly .Slightly, so that only a minor portion of your eyes was visible. They were deep dark and watery .And then you winked at me. Is that your gesture of love, comfort and happiness? Is it your way of asking ‘Will you be my friend’? HaHa, May be! You made my little finger wet with your rose pink tongue and then glided back to sleep again .Day’s gone by. You turned two, four, six, eight and finally TEN now. #ADecadeOfMemories. I love the way you pause at me while you are drinking milk, wink, and then you swipe your tongue across your lips so that those little droplets of milk around your lips don’t go wasted and then start drinking again. I love the way you pour the water down from your little container with your paws, spread it on the floor and sleep on it to keep yourself cool. I love the way you wag your tail whenever you hear the sound of a chocolate wrapper . I love the way you keenly observe every fly and insect coming towards you, bark at it and scare the shit out of it. I love it when you jump, bark and run around like you ate lot of sugar. I still remember the day when I went to my mom, and picked out a white hair from her head and said “Maa you are growing old”. And she was like “It’s not mine, Idiot. It belongs to that little bustard” .HaHa.Thank you chweet heart, for your unending love. You are way better than many people I have met. Every time I felt Sad, you have been my smile.Everytime I cried, you’ve been my comfort. You’re the only one who loves me more than you love yourself ! Now get away, and stop licking my laptop screen or else am going to say mom that you are the one who ate those two tomatoes kept on the table. No? Come to meee you cutie pieeee.
