Monday, February 9, 2009 | Filed in:
He smiles at me. from the clouds and the sky. watching me all the time! Well, he was freaky all his life.He was literally a bundle of joy, a white bundle wrapped in red ribbon. A very thoughtful and beautiful birthday gift to my sister.
Lets just say he was everyones favourite. He was of the size of my dad's palm and had a round, no structure body! white in color with 2 black spots (read eyes) and a pink spot. It was his nose. how cute and tiny and delicate! We were very careful not to trouble him. He would sleep and only sleep. Then one day he grew up and 'destroyed' everything (read toys, socks, shoes, car seats etc) that we owned.
He would chew our books, run with peoples shoes and socks and steal fruits and vegetables from our kitchen garden and kitchen! sigh...He gave us nightmares and troubled my mom so much that she was tired and quite literally tired of him. She asked dad, "Did you bring him from the woods? Why is he so wild?" My dad had no answer.
Lets just say he was everyones favourite. He was of the size of my dad's palm and had a round, no structure body! white in color with 2 black spots (read eyes) and a pink spot. It was his nose. how cute and tiny and delicate! We were very careful not to trouble him. He would sleep and only sleep. Then one day he grew up and 'destroyed' everything (read toys, socks, shoes, car seats etc) that we owned.
He would chew our books, run with peoples shoes and socks and steal fruits and vegetables from our kitchen garden and kitchen! sigh...He gave us nightmares and troubled my mom so much that she was tired and quite literally tired of him. She asked dad, "Did you bring him from the woods? Why is he so wild?" My dad had no answer.
He was naughty but very obedient. He was clean and never bothered dirtying the house. Instead he pooped in our neighbours neat and green lawns. That was really embarrassing. He was a free bird. So his biggest punishment was to keep him closed in a room or put a leash on him.
He would shout and yell, demand freedom, then cry a little and then within 5 mins he would be free as he had the most convincing eyes. Would apologise to my mom, saying he would never ever do it again! 5 minutes later, he would be chasing a frog or a cockraoch, running with my brother's books or doing exactly what he was punished for.
He kept my mom super busy. Punishments would happen four times a day for 5 minutes each as he was cute. Nobody could be mad at him for more than 5 minutes. We would come back from school (all three of us in schools, yah, long time back) and would listen to all his horror stories of the day. He was, aah, is, our topic of conversation everyday, lunch, dinner, breakfast, chats, phone calls, dreams everywhere! I told you, freaky!
We moved to Delhi and he hated it. He had nowhere to play and run and nothing to chase down the street. He complained in a silent way by becoming aloof. He found his corners in the house and would sit there hoping to go back. He changed. One day, when he realised we are here for good, he was fine! He would chase all the birds and squirrels that were in the vicinity of our apartment! Would scare away any kid in our building.
Basically, he was back to being wild!
He made no friends ever, except for the 5 of us! He didn't care and was very asocial :) He was well mannered in the elevators and in the gardens. We were proud of him! He did his cute little things like sitting in a basket as he felt the cold floor, getting stuck in a corner where he could never fit in and god knows why he tried to do that in the first place, looking at the aquarium and wondering, what the hell is that, waiting endlessly outside the kitchen to eat his favourite things like laddoos, chicken curry, carrots, peas, biscuits and what not!
He would sit on one of the dining table chairs when we had our meals. He would sleep off listening to our routine conversations, but still be there! He would listen to songs and watch cricket matches and lousy tv soaps. He did it all.
He would shout and yell, demand freedom, then cry a little and then within 5 mins he would be free as he had the most convincing eyes. Would apologise to my mom, saying he would never ever do it again! 5 minutes later, he would be chasing a frog or a cockraoch, running with my brother's books or doing exactly what he was punished for.
He kept my mom super busy. Punishments would happen four times a day for 5 minutes each as he was cute. Nobody could be mad at him for more than 5 minutes. We would come back from school (all three of us in schools, yah, long time back) and would listen to all his horror stories of the day. He was, aah, is, our topic of conversation everyday, lunch, dinner, breakfast, chats, phone calls, dreams everywhere! I told you, freaky!
We moved to Delhi and he hated it. He had nowhere to play and run and nothing to chase down the street. He complained in a silent way by becoming aloof. He found his corners in the house and would sit there hoping to go back. He changed. One day, when he realised we are here for good, he was fine! He would chase all the birds and squirrels that were in the vicinity of our apartment! Would scare away any kid in our building.
Basically, he was back to being wild!
He made no friends ever, except for the 5 of us! He didn't care and was very asocial :) He was well mannered in the elevators and in the gardens. We were proud of him! He did his cute little things like sitting in a basket as he felt the cold floor, getting stuck in a corner where he could never fit in and god knows why he tried to do that in the first place, looking at the aquarium and wondering, what the hell is that, waiting endlessly outside the kitchen to eat his favourite things like laddoos, chicken curry, carrots, peas, biscuits and what not!
He would sit on one of the dining table chairs when we had our meals. He would sleep off listening to our routine conversations, but still be there! He would listen to songs and watch cricket matches and lousy tv soaps. He did it all.
Perfect eyes and awesome smile, he was refreshing after a day of hardwork! He hugged us, whenever we came back from colleges, schools, work, tuitions, or lets just say, whenever we came back! He would be so happy and glad to see you that you would feel lucky to be with him.
I miss you so much and love you more than I ever did. and I really hope and secretly want to know where you are as I am worried about you. He hated to be by himself!
The most wonderful thing that could ever happen to us, my sweet sweet tobi!
P.S. We should be together!
I miss you so much and love you more than I ever did. and I really hope and secretly want to know where you are as I am worried about you. He hated to be by himself!
The most wonderful thing that could ever happen to us, my sweet sweet tobi!
P.S. We should be together!
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