I’ll Rename Ya – Like it or not!

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Flangiprop!.”

All families have a nasty little habit of renaming things and people around them. We do it based on certain special characteristics of the thing or person. I’ve done some renaming myself. I call myself ‘SAM’, my wife ‘BACHCHA’ (meaning kiddo). I renamed my dog and he has plenty of names – ‘BOBO’, ‘DOMBU’, ‘BUCHU’, ‘DEEBO DAABO’, ‘SHREKA’, ‘OMBO’ when his actual name is Shrek.

So… I’ll assign the word ‘Flangiprop’ to my dog dancing with a hoop around his belly. Seems kind of funny… Think about it – Shrek rotating his belly with a hoop around it – ‘Flangiprop’.

The word in a sentence – I saw my dog ‘Flangipropping’ today!

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Seeing is Believing

Hate is a strong word isn’t it? Especially when it comes to things you do or get done in a day. I hate none of what I do. I love my job. I like the people around me who work just like me. We have a fun time. I love my home or whatever of a ‘Home’ we’ve made it into. I love my dog. I love my wife and doing stuff for her.

The only thing that ails my soul and which I think is entirely a waste of my time (some may argue it isn’t) is driving to and fro my office. I feel that hour and a half is the least productive time in my day and the best period I can use for my writing if someone drives my vehicle. It isn’t fruitful to my health for all the smoke and dust that enters me, sticks to me, and makes me look like a villager on either end of the journeys. It doesn’t exercise a single muscle of my body and if anything raises my blood pressure. 

And therefore, I want my robot to be a car that drives itself. I know they are still building on this technology and I may never be able to afford one for myself for it may never turn cheap and I know I’ll end up driving my car for my whole life whenever I own one, I want to nurture this dream. I know a lot of you may argue against me sleeping late and waking up late but because we’re talking solely about my comfort, this will be the pinnacle of the technology I wish to own.

The entire commute must get reduced to small phrases – “Driver, drive to my office” or “Driver, drive to my home”. Something voice activated and startable only using a password and it then does all the work itself while I commute hasslefree inside a clean cabin, undisturbed to write all I want. This way I’ll get a thousand other ideas to write about too by simply looking out of the window.

Some may argue, why not take a bus instead which will be cheaper? I say, I hate being around people. Crowd and bad smells simply tick me off. This when clearly, people are my best source of inspiration for thoughts and writing. Every living body feeds my brains with things and teaches me stuff that no books or internet can.

Seeing is Believing“.

Something’s Burning

It won’t be long before you know what burned today!

I woke up dazed today. Had no control of my senses or my abilities. Forcing myself off the bed, the only thing I remember doing was curse my office. Anyways I woke up, got ready with a new ironed shirt and all (don’t know who do I keep trying to impress, when the beauty stock in my office stands at zilch), fed the dog and zoomed on my bike to my office. There was no traffic and I reached my office in 15 minutes flat i.e. 1 km every minute. This didn’t ring a bell inside my brain-dead head.

Parking was empty and I thought “What a great Tuesday! I’m here before my boss!”. Yeah, you moron, ofcourse you are! The lift too zoomed without a stop to the top floor of the building. The lights were off. I saw no one. The clock had finally started ticking inside and the brain just started to wake up when I opened my mouth and asked the security guard – “Is it a holiday today?”.

The moment he started to smile, I knew I had missed an email yesterday. He simply replied – “Sir, don’t you know it? Mail was sent twice yesterday”. Not only was he smiling but I probably even saw him asking me – “Sir, is something burning?”.

You can now probably guess, what was burning then! Not only did I wake up early on a holiday, I’ll be the protagonist in most of the jokes in office tomorrow! I still have the morning headache which only gets worse when I think about how lost I’ve been lately!

Damn!

Story Of My Life

Eyes open,

Gotten ready,

Breakfast Eaten,

Kiss given,

Bike ridden,

Mundane office,

Jokes galore,

Life’s a joke,

Bike ridden back,

Horn honked,

Dog barks,

Home again,

A smiling face,

Lush Lips,

Kiss taken,

Stories shared,

Hunger pangs,

Dinner is served,

Blogs begin,

Bed calls,

Fifty Words Story of my life!

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  1. The Hedge | Resident Alien — Being Dutch in America
  2. Spirit – Spiritless – Spiritual | Learning From Life
  3. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | theotherpalette
  4. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty « MARGARET ROSE STRINGER
  5. Countdown | zaphnathpaaneah
  6. Fifty | smoothcreminal
  7. The meeting. | chey4412
  8. Weekly Writing Challenge: 50 words of Chagrin | Making Life an Art
  9. Weekly challenge: Fifty | Speaking Voiceless
  10. 50 Word Stories | Words
  11. Weekly Writing Challenge: 50-Word Story | Manx, Tabby and Tortie: my life with cats
  12. My First Fifty | BeLofty
  13. Running in the moment | Behms of light, rays of truth; all in hope . . .
  14. Fifty | getoutamyhead
  15. 50 word challenge | Child Victims Act
  16. The Cat | Conversations Around the Tree
  17. Salad from my garden | Mermaid’s tresses
  18. Diagnosis: In Fifty Words | My Own Champion
  19. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | KiwiBee’s Chaos
  20. “His Hands” | Odyssey of a Novice Writer
  21. 5ifty | Photos by Emilio
  22. Moving | HK’s Huck le Berry
  23. Pills (TRIGGER WARNING) | Feel Good
  24. Fifty-Itsy-Bitsy-Spider | stargazer2110
  25. Fifty words of IT | Victoria.K.Gallagher
  26. The Fifty: Remember | why so serious?
  27. The Music Man | loveletterstoaghost
  28. Chipped Plates | Nonlinear Compilations
  29. Night Stroll | Alexia Jones
  30. Focus | A Search For Freedom
  31. Cobalt Blue Dust | Greaner Pastures
  32. Unfinished | eddyfy
  33. Fifty words and letters | Icezine
  34. Two Offerings – Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Windchimes and Dreamcatchers
  35. Fifty. Not 49 nor 51. | cockatooscreeching
  36. The Quiet Corridor | Hope, Imagine, Words…
  37. Easter tears | Scent of Rina
  38. Her Search… | Lekhikaa’s diary
  39. Ludic Memories: Short | risingrave28
  40. getting there | Stela Verkisto
  41. Fifty-word story | The rattle of hooves
  42. your words… | Work in Progress…
  43. Cinquante / Fifty | Leeloo Rocks
  44. Jack, The Athlete: Dp Challenge | Abysmal Heights
  45. A few minutes outside… | PRIORHOUSE blog
  46. of jealousy | Anawnimiss
  47. too regal to reach fifty | litadoolan
  48. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | littlegirlstory
  49. Bahati’s Story | Pen & Shutter
  50. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty – Robbed « cognitive reflection
  51. The Yellow Bird | Shawn’s Open Journal
  52. Little Cry-Heart (50-Word Story Challenge) | Aphotic Atrocities Inc
  53. Weekly Writing challenge: Fifty – an age | Deb’s world
  54. Healer | Another Red Letter Day
  55. Fifty N°1 : A tout jamais | La duchesse d’Erat
  56. In My Head With Spring | Lisa’s Kansa Muse
  57. Reading for Beginners | Be Less Amazing
  58. Almost perfect job | Life is great
  59. My Best Friend | Starting Write Now
  60. Fifty word challenge: Paris | thoughts with a side of coffee
  61. My life in 50 words: Social justice breathing in the belly of my son every sunrise « psychologistmimi
  62. Fifty Thoughts, all at the Same Time | Le Journal d’un Introverti
  63. Hating Life | the intrinsickness
  64. Amor | Perceptive Pot Clueless Kettle
  65. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Bob’s Blog-O-Rama
  66. Weekly Writing Challenge | Transitions
  67. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Fingerlike
  68. Longing | A picture is worth 1000 words
  69. The Test | the intrinsickness
  70. My First Fifty Of Fear | Fickle Feelings
  71. Fifty Words | Grit & Satin
  72. Shall We Dance? Moments in Caregiving. | The Imperfect Caregiver
  73. The Beautiful Lie | An Upturned Soul
  74. 50 | summer prescott books
  75. Feeling Fifty in Fifty | twenty thirteen
  76. FIFTY – Weekly Writing Challenge | Stockholm Serendipity
  77. Fifty words – The questions that make you go hmmm … | Purplesus’ Blog
  78. More Than Brevity | Ever Upward
  79. Sheep over the motorway (DPchallenge) | write way up
  80. Is it possible? | struggle2understand
  81. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty « My Cup of Tea
  82. 50 Things | Turn That Radio Up
  83. Bradley | Claud’s Ramblings
  84. [Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty] Third-wave | A Small Press Life
  85. Working on it | British Chick Across The Pond
  86. Weekly writing challenge: Fifty | TWENTY FOURTEEN
  87. Midnight Moon | lemon lime follies
  88. Naptime | mybrightspots
  89. The promise of the rainbow | 2crazylittleboys
  90. First Bite at the Cherry: Weekly Writing Challenge | ALIEN AURA’S BLOG: IT’LL BLOW YOUR MIND!
  91. Side Orders | Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Holoholo Girls
  92. Apple Kid | Irish Noble King
  93. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Delivering the Eulogy | undefined by design
  94. The last laugh | Bright Journeys
  95. That Bits that Haunt Us | The Word Peddler
  96. WWC: Fifty. | Simple Heart Girl
  97. The Bits that Haunt Us | The Word Peddler
  98. Crow | awkwardgummybear
  99. Fifty Story | Window on my world
  100. I Had A Date | Musings | The Wangsgard
  101. 50 Word Challnege: Dreaming of Ice Cream | Kosher Adobo
  102. Changed her tune | Plan-It Janet
  103. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | The WordPress C(h)ronicle
  104. This week’s journey: First two days in 50 words | Procurrent
  105. Playing By the Rules Insults My Intelligence | Bumblepuppies
  106. Steam for Breakfast | mfourlbyhfourepoetry
  107. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Loin de zanzibar
  108. Fifty | April B
  109. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | In my world
  110. Maybe in June | Artfully Aspiring
  111. Missed Connections | Fish Of Gold
  112. A 50 Words Story: Reaching The Dream | Navigate
  113. Mice | Kate Murray
  114. DPchallenge – Fifty (March 22) | Spiritual Biscuits
  115. Fifty | Mindful Digressions
  116. alternative | A beetle with earrings
  117. Weekly Writing Challenge – 50 | jwdwrites
  118. In Spring, She Had Proof! | a contract
  119. Heart | Schneider’s Lines
  120. Dreams Come True
  121. turn the page | eastelmhurst.a.go.go
  122. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty: Jubilee | Angela McCauley
  123. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Lost in Oz- Dorothy Kent
  124. Fifty…Just Fifty Words… | Blundering through life…
  125. The Time Machine | Eclecticfemale’s Blog
  126. Into the endless blue skies above… | thoughtsofrkh
  127. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | imagination
  128. Fiona the Fairy | Kelly’s Wandering Mind
  129. Cosmic Orange Balls | Sangatak
  130. Five Dishes, No Soul | Vanessa Elliott
  131. My First Fifty | Love.Books.Coffee.
  132. Judgment Day | until the inkwell dries
  133. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty (Neutral Milk Hotel Edition) –
  134. Compass & Quill
  135. Stories from aside
  136. First Fifty | thinkerscap
  137. There’s a DJ in my Joints | Triumphant Wings
  138. My standard apology….in 50 words, no more, no less. | Getting
  139. DCK for Dummies
  140. Dare to Imagine | A mom’s blog
  141. Fifty | Not famous for anything
  142. The Sanctum | The Arctic Tern
  143. Fifty Challenge: She Breathe Her last breath | rayonmd
  144. DP Challenge: Fifty | The Expressible Café
  145. Weekly writing challenge; Fifty words. ‘In memoriam’ | The hypest blog
  146. Our Mabel | Thin spiral notebook
  147. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Just Be V
  148. Yep! Spring is Here! | My YARDVILLE
  149. Snow | I’m a Writer, Yes I Am
  150. The Severity of Time | cateritforward
  151. I Dreamed I Lived in Paradise | Between Madness & Euphoria
  152. Dough is Better than “D’oh!” (Weekly Writing Challenge) | Anecdotal Tales
  153. The Fifty | scott j kaniewski
  154. Monday Morning Traffic | Wine goes best with a good book
  155. Weekly Writing Challenge: FIFTY | MAGGIE’S BLOG
  156. Love You Later… | Lead us from the Unreal to the Real
  157. In Fifty: A Bedtime Story | A Navy Wife’s Life
  158. The Worst Kind of Customer | Life in Poetry
  159. Fifty | Wendy Karasin – Musings of a Boomer
  160. Shades of red | Daily Prompt: Fifty | the Green and White pages
  161. Weekly Writing Challenge – Fifty | A Playful Venture
  162. Companion | ReFreshing Life
  163. And she waited. | Phoenix Rising
  164. Only 50 Words | Jody Lynne
  165. Skinny stories and cleanse dark days | The year I fu*cked off
  166. Facebook
  167. The Perfect Ring | Snowbird of Paradise
  168. Fifty | B.Kaotic
  169. Among the Whispers
  170. My Fifty (Motherhood) | The Shady Tree
  171. One too many | Erhyme’s Original Blog
  172. a to z: f is for fifty smiles | meraki geek
  173. blathering | Musings of a Random Mind
  174. Ryan Padraig Kelly | Ryan Padraig Kelly
  175. For Infinite Fame, Thank You… | Steve Says…
  176. Love Puppies | Mary J Melange
  177. In the beginning | writemybrainsout
  178. The Pillow Fight | Between B and C
  179. Fifty! | My Life
  180. A love story in fifty words | Geeky Book Snob
  181. DPChallenge Fifty – | xzxJennaxzx
  182. Suicide no. 39: The Glass Girl | derekalanwilkinson
  183. Fifty. | bloodyinkblots
  184. Divorce: A Love Story | My Own Champion
  185. Odyssey: A Fifty Word Challenge | My Own Champion
  186. Next time | When I Grow Up…
  187. Home | A Boy and Life
  188. Fifth-word story | SpringtideCulture.
  189. Fifty Shades of Dismay | Once Upon Your Prime. . .
  190. Seasons of Canada | Stories by Dresii
  191. Windows (Fiction) | Toss the Typewriter
  192. A [short] proposal story | Life of A Fallen Angel
  193. The Night Terrors Without Him | The Shotgun Girls
  194. A Love Story | Between Madness & Euphoria
  195. Department of Motor Vehicles | A lot from Lydia
  196. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Destination Unknown
  197. don’t forget this! | you intuitively
  198. Bus rider | wuthering bites
  199. The Everlasting Image | Abstractions of Life
  200. Miscarriage | Caitlyn McConnell
  201. She Brought Him Home | Words From Wellie
  202. The Saga Continues… | Love, Support, Educate, Advocate, Accept…
  203. Quiet Please – Can’t You See I’m Recharging? | garden4therapy
  204. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty – Dead Eyes | A Small Press Life
  205. My First “Fifty” | adcwrites
  206. Can you write a Fifty? | The Mrs. Z Files
  207. Daily Struggle | blogginguntilthepaingoesaway
  208. Drabbling – Rose Glace’s Blog
  209. Just One More Pack | Stories to be Told
  210. Weekly Writing Challenge: 50 | A Maniac’s Menagerie of Motley Thoughts
  211. Sadness is a part of the gifted | Hanoof.k
  212. Enough | Seeing Possibilities
  213. I Miss You (50 words) | Every Smile Has A Reason
  214. Unexpected | ReFreshing Life
  215. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | thoughts and entanglements
  216. He Didn’t Leave | moonstonemaiden
  217. Fifty – WWC | YAP + film
  218. Back! | juliapulia
  219. Fifty – WWC | the mess keeper
  220. Count to Fifty | The Adventures of Cat Madigan
  221. Count to Fifty | The Adventures of Cat Madigan
  222. 50 Word Exercise – Silence | Be an Amazing Wife
  223. THREE ART INSPIRED STORIES | Standing Ovation, Seated
  224. Meth Mouth (My First Fifty) | My Side
  225. The Phone Call | ripplesblog
  226. Fifty words: Show me the things I’ve been missing | Project Momentarily
  227. Tripping the baby | thejimmieG
  228. My Fifty | Life beyond graduation
  229. I Hope You Are Happy | Words From Wellie
  230. WWC: Fifty | olivia in la la land
  231. Simply Smitten: A 50 Word Story | Pocket-Sized Musings
  232. Homecoming | jen groeber: mama art
  233. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Sarah’s World
  234. you are slightly late, | y
  235. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Awl and Scribe
  236. A Tea-Bagged Butt Phone Deserves No More Than Fifty Words | I Shit You Knot!
  237. Bridge Out: DPchallenge | mcscriptor
  238. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Crochet Thread
  239. Little matters | Motus Gratia Lux
  240. 50 Word Stories-WordPress Writing Challenge | Streetzblog.com
  241. Weekly challenge: 50 words | LA From Scratch
  242. From The Ruins: DP Challenge | Abysmal Heights
  243. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | cathieloves
  244. DP Challenge, 50 word story. | Finding That Recipe…
  245. A Story in 50 Words | Life with Tess
  246. A SERENADE | TALKING-STORY WITH PICTURES
  247. Food for thought | Dreams and landscapes
  248. No. 16 – Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | 50 firsts in my 50th year
  249. Cupcake fairy! | Clouds in my Coffee!
  250. Escape | Butterfly Mind
  251. The Pretty Girl | all my likes
  252. STEREOTYPE | FLY AND SAUCER
  253. 50 word challenge « Jean-Paul Close’s Blog
  254. Fifty: AEIOU | Khana’s Web
  255. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty #DPChallenge #WritersWednesday | Of Glass & Paper
  256. The Witness: A Fifty-Word Story | melanielynngriffin
  257. always by your side | personal website of mamatha jahnavi
  258. Day 13 – My first fifty: an attempt at a passage in 50 words! I call
  259. this one ‘Impermanence’ | anna’s pursuit of happiness
  260. A Web of Short Stories
  261. WWC: FIFTY | DANDELION’S DEN
  262. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | ??Journey or destination??
  263. Fame Free Angel (DPChallenge) | Capital City of Flowers in the Sky
  264. Weekly Writing Challenge: Night Drive | The Shape of Y
  265. In the dark | Namesake
  266. Justice | the intrinsickness
  267. The Marriage of Two Minds | So Here’s Us…
  268. 50 Words…. | Eclectic Alli
  269. 50-Word Stories #138 | boy with a hat
  270. Hazy lines | Random & Real
  271. Life goes on… as it never ends | The Chaos Within
  272. Running Late | the intrinsickness
  273. I consider myself one of the ‘Lucky Ones’… | DukkSheit Happens……….
  274. Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | Voice in Me
  275. Around the Golden Orbs – Arms Outstretched | A Rambling Compilation of Anecdotes
  276. The 19th of April 1845 – Albany, New York | Forgotten Correspondence
  277. Not of the World | Clothed with Thunder
  278. Leaving Is Never Easy | Ranger Kaiti May
  279. SnapPost #1 | Life. In Light Of Eternity.
  280. Darkness | Emovere
  281. Train Wreck | Megalomaniac
  282. NUMB-ers | field of thorns
  283. Crashing Dreams | The Silver Leaf Journal
  284. Regret | A Lady in Waiting
  285. Swiss Secrets | A Nerdy Geek’s blog
  286. And the Clocks Tick Maliciously | Leigh’s Wordsmithery
  287. The Mist on the Road | The Silver Leaf Journal
  288. The Fate of Mr. Devereaux’s Cello | Polly’s Blog
  289. A Fifty Word Recipe to Saving the World, Almost. | The Uncustomary Housewife
  290. Weekly Challenge – Fifty | Notes of a Prairie Lotus
  291. The Wisdom of Elephants | WeMoveTogether
  292. Weekly Writing Challenge : Fifty – “Gift” | HavenTales
  293. Fifty – A writerly Stravaganzza in fifty words | Thinking Languages!
  294. A good ole bloody fifty | The Bohemian Rock Star’s “Untitled Project”
  295. Fifty Words Challenge : Profound | HavenTales
  296. An Unbounded Look | Zigzag Leadership

Just Like Everyday

I awake to the haze of this world, I see hope instilled in a dream, just like everyday.

I take to that same old rocky road, I see routine, I smile, just like everyday.

I see people, leaving their prints on the road, cursing and hopeless, just like everyday.

I look up, the sun shines on my sunglasses, I feel warmth, just like everyday.

I look at my office, I see challenge, I clench my fist, just like everyday.

I see the evening sun, a round orange and crimson of cool, I soak, just like everyday.

I come home, greeted by an eager companion, wagging his tail, just like everyday.

I meet you, the incredible invisible yet believable people, chasing a million other dreams, just like everyday.

I hold the dream of a better tomorrow close to my heart, unseen to others, silently burdened, just like everyday.

The night dawns upon me, webbed bloodshot eyes, sleep is distant, just like everyday.

I leave today everyday, writing the yesterday into my legacy, awaiting tomorrow, just like everyday.

I live in today, just like everyday!

Lets see what people have left in their lives –

  1. Black-and-white mood | The Bliss of Reality
  2. Electric pole | Vintage Photography
  3. 1973 – Volkswagen Beetle | The Bliss of Reality
  4. 1970 – Volkswagen Beetle | The Bliss of Reality
  5. Night is young | Perspectives on life, universe and everything
  6. Crossing | Perspectives on life, universe and everything
  7. 1969 – Volvo 142 | The Bliss of Reality
  8. Tetris | Crazy Art
  9. Daily Prompt: If You Leave -Living Simple Life and the Obstacle | Journeyman
  10. Droplet from water tap explaining to its brothers and sisters structure of the world ocean | Crazy Art
  11. Leaving for the Normal | Mara Eastern’s Personal Blog
  12. Daily Prompt & The Button (short story) | The Jittery Goat
  13. Dp Daily Prompt: If You Leave | Sabethville
  14. of last straws | Anawnimiss
  15. dulu dan nanti | The Frozen Tears
  16. Leaving | Attempted Human Relations and Self
  17. I’ve Had Enough of This Utah Place
  18. Daily Prompt: Break Ups | Cabernet In The Dark
  19. I’m a Writer, Yes I Am
  20. Beyond the horizon | MC’s Whispers
  21. Who Really DECIDES? | I’m a Writer, Yes I Am
  22. Harry Potter, Famous Dads and Stoke Newington | AS I PLEASE
  23. Dear John: a fictional letter | ALIEN AURA’S BlOG: IT’LL BLOW YOUR MIND!
  24. Daily Prompt: Leave an old and start a new! Can I ? | seikaiha’s blah-blah-blah
  25. Selbstständigkeit versus Festanstellung | Zeitarbeiterin
  26. when love appeared in a yellow brick road | kaleidoscope sparks of defiance
  27. DP: Leaving – Autumn by Ruswa Fatehpuri | aliabbasali
  28. We Gathered Yesterday | Exploratorius
  29. Daily Prompt: If You Leave « Mama Bear Musings
  30. Crossroads | Inks and Scribbles
  31. A Letter To Say Goodbye | The Magic Black Book
  32. Too literal? Maybe, but I like the image…! | thoughtsofrkh
  33. Heartbreak | Flowers and Breezes
  34. COLORS AT THE CROSSROAD | SERENDIPITY
  35. Leaving Pittsburgh
  36. Daily Prompt: Why leaving a mouse is never easy | Blogizing
  37. I Give Up | The Zombies Ate My Brains
  38. Daily Prompt: March 12 | Balmy Life
  39. Remember where you came from… | Rima Hassan
  40. Contemplation | Lisa’s Kansa Muse
  41. Going on a break | Eclecticfemale’s Blog
  42. Daily Prompt: If You Leave | Awl and Scribe
  43. Leaving on a Jet Plane . . . | meanderedwanderings
  44. Daily Prompt: Crossroads | A Day In The Life
  45. Daily Prompt: If You Leave | Finding Life
  46. The Final Goodbye | Parents Are People Too
  47. 412 | mesardonicmesarcastic
  48. To leave or not to leave? | Sue’s Trifles
  49. If You Leave | Existentialists R Us
  50. poetry: daily prompt: never really leave | Shaddie on spec. fiction
  51. Daily Prompt: If You Leave | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  52. the times they are a ~changin | eastelmhurst.a.go.go
  53. if you leave | klstar2000
  54. iQuit |
  55. Let it go: Leaving so that I may stand in my own shadow « psychologistmimi
  56. If I leave | Jennifer Paige
  57. Leave it All Behind | Knowledge Addiction
  58. Crossroads | The Land Slide Photography
  59. If I Leave Detroit | A Blog of One’s Own
  60. I’ve abandoned it all | See it. Shoot it. Scrap it.
  61. Daily Prompt: If You Leave | Basically Beyond Basic

Happy Birthday Shrek – Love You!!!

My wife loves pets!

If I allow her, she may even turn our home into a zoo, quite literally! From birds to mice to cats to dogs to anything even remotely tamable, she would own each one of them if my salary ever permitted. Thank God, it doesn’t! As I just don’t quite share the same penchant for pets as she does.

But I love her and so a gift on her first birthday after our marriage was always on and to celebrate it, I decided to gift her a new pet. Now what would it be? A dog, a cat and a lot other species came to my mind but I stuck to dogs. Reason – they are easily controllable. I’d rather not have an animal around me that doesn’t listen to me if I call out its name and dogs were the best bet against them. Once tamed, they won’t bite or so I was told. Also, my wife hates the attitude thrown by some cats which I quickly learned when one of our friends got himself 2 cats. I also had to take care of the fact that life as a software engineer can be very busy and hence, not every pet will be able to survive with us.

I just casually asked her once, which dog would she like to own and she quietly replied – a Labrador. I thought – a good choice. They are the friendliest creatures on this planet and understand humans way better than most other species. They are good to kids, elders, are very playful and don’t bark much. I loved all these qualities and hence a Labrador, it would be. The color thankfully was up to me to decide and hence, I went for a peaceful faun. One rainy day I took a day off from my work (lied to my boss) and took my wife for a ride on my bike. Reached a market that I had found after a thorough research and got to the sought pet-shop. Sent my wife in who saw two ultra cute labrador brothers in a basket. Sleeping – one on top of another. Took both of them in our hands and looked at them and we got ourselves one that had the kindest face. I still say that he has the kindest face ever among all living beings but that’s just my view. We were on our way back with him in her hands, when she casually asked,”What should we name him?”. We discussed for about a kilometer or so when we came upon “Shrek” and there it was decided, for his ears were packed filled with dirt.

Being untrained and only 30 days old, he had to learn a lot about living with humans. So dirty he was, that we had to take him for bath to a close but very homely dog parlour. They had their own 2 dogs that they took care of and Shrek even though, was very scared to interact with both of them, would come to love them both after 3 visits. And he was so tired and sleepy after that hefty bath that he couldn’t even open his eyes with all his effort. Here are some pics from that day after his bath –

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Thankfully my wife those days wasn’t working and hence it proved easy for us to teach the little guy. No wonder, he was getting all the colors of my wife as he spent all of his days with her. There were also some dark times in the fellows starting days with us. Even though I loved him in my home, I hated him for shitting anywhere in the house as he took some time to get potty trained, eating anything, from anyone’s hands and tearing things apart – he even ate my laptop’s charger once while it was plugged in. And I will never forget the first time I hit him. The bugger just won’t stop crying. One right hand right below his neck and he slammed into the cupboard. That was the first time I cried for him too for I will never forgive myself for that dastardly act.

The only problem we have never faced from him was barking or howling unnecessarily. He is as quite as a whisper and sometimes it’s easy to lose him in the silence. He never barked. He played like hell but never barked. There was one time, which my wife would forever be jealous about – he was very small and was watching other kids play outside of our home all the while peeking from below our main iron gate and a football came flying towards him and hit the gate right above his head, we heard the loud thud – he was so scared, he ran and ran so fast and although he was forbidden to jump up onto our bed, he jumped and came and sat on my lap all the while looking back as if the ball would still be chasing him. I saw fear in his eyes and I then knew, how dependent he really was upon us and why he shall forever seek our shelter.

He is resilient but not brave like other dogs who can fight with other dogs. He is brave as in he can really sustain himself for a long time in adverse conditions and hence, he has survived our bitter times with us. There were days when he was a sole light in our dark days, always happy running around the house like not a thing in the world could bother him. And then there were bad days. There was one such instance of his bravery that highlights what I’m talking about. If anyone has ever owned a dog, they would know how difficult it is for dogs to control their potty behaviour. They have to take a shit if they feel the urge or they will do it anywhere. We had to travel from Bangalore to Delhi as we were relocating after some hard times. This guy had turned around six months old by then and had gotten big. Thankfully, it was only his size that had grown and not the weight else we would have had to go well beyond our budget and make him travel by air than by a train. Now to tell you guys the truth, Indian railways sucks with facilities for humans so we can totally understand how good it would be for pets. For pets these guys have a 2×4 cage, a dark one where the animal is supposed to be tied by a chain with his food, in the ticket inspectors room. The cage is never cleaned and while I was tying him in it, I felt a sudden urge to abandon all plans of travel itself as I couldn’t myself bear the smell emanating from it. He went in, stood there and barked. I think he knew whatever was going on wasn’t good. Now before going into the details of the travel, let me tell you he had been at the receiving end of an absolute horror of a day which was unbearably hot and he had been tied to a tree for around 3 hours with no food and no shit or piss as we were moving out of our house. We straight up carried him in our AC taxi where for the first time during his day, he slept. Coming back to the journey, the journey was supposed to take 27 hours to our home town Bhopal from where we would carry on to Delhi while Shrek would stay with mom and dad. The journey only had 6 stops on the way where at each stop I was supposed to feed him, each stop being 2-3 minutes each. That meant that he would be fed alright but won’t get to shit as he was taught very early not to shit where he sat. And he didn’t. He ate but didn’t poop. At Bhopal when his turn came to come out of the cage, the guy was sitting all frightened in the cage but jumped on me with so much love as soon as his chains came off. He was dirty but it didn’t matter to us then. I took him and he couldn’t have been any happier. We never anticipated such behaviour from him but learnt soon enough that he wouldn’t leave me. Thankfully, he was to be taken home then and given a bath and relieve himself to all ends. Mom and dad were so happy with the love they received from him, it didn’t take him any time to mingle with them. We were proud of him.

The same thing repeated again when we brought him to Delhi with us. The same train journey although very short 10 hour one and he was welcomed by a brand new home that was burning our human feet as if an oven in the Delhi summer. We were proud of him again when he learnt the very first day that he was not to spread dirt anywhere other than the roof. This was an untrained dog but he could converse with us almost akin to humans. This is our buddy when he was 6 months old –

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Another one of his most brilliant qualities is he loves water. He can bathe for several hours together and swim for another countless ones right after that. He swam the very first day he caught the sight of a pool. Thankfully the pool was made for pets and he showed us all his panache while pumping himself forward, rolling in the water. While all his friends only roamed around the pool looking at him, we could sense the jealousy in them. We were made proud again. Not something that happens to us very often.

We lovingly call him “Shreka” and he has so many other names and he somehow responds to all of them, something rather rare as I have heard most dogs only respond to names that either make a sound like their own or by their own name itself. But he can respond to us anytime.

He is happy with us. I can tell. My wife – she can tell. The way he jumps on our chests when we return home after our day of work is such a lovely adorable welcome, the tail wagging, a happy face, asking us to feed him so he can gain energy again to run up and down the house. He is amazingly fast for a labrador and loves skidding on our marble floor. Loves jumping and as soon as you touch the top of his head, he is bound to leap up to your chest to get a hug. The way he always peeks from the side of the stairs when we call him from the roof right at the start of his descent, all of it makes him so lovingly cute and we can never ever get tired of him. He does get me angry sometimes but that’s ok. As long as he is fine with me being angry at him, I can make do with the status of his master.

You are such a sweetheart Shrek. May you live with us for at least 20 years more!!!

Happy Birthday to you!

Here are his latest pictures – He is all grown up now to be 3 years old. And weighs a nice 36 kgs.

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