Operation- Puppy Rescue

While Mumbai was grappled by fear and terrorism, back in Bangalore this weekend was very nightmarish for me, a dog and her 3 puppies. It rained this Friday. It rained all night in Bangalore(courtesy, the depression in Bay of Bengal) There was a lot of commotion in and around our street that night with a lot of debates by the dogs and the next morning we heard the cries of puppies trapped in the gutter, a couple of houses away from mine. The mother of the puppies was skinny and was crying nearby. She went and fetched another dog, but couldn't do much.


I waited patiently for the guarding mother to allow me to come near her pups and managed to squeeze those tubby-cute-rolly-polly puppies out of the crack in the gutter cover which was made of long blocks of stone. Then a few good men got around and broke the stone to get the third fella out. The operation lasted until about mid-night, but we went home happy and relieved for saving those poor souls.



Above is my rough illustration of the entire operation which lasted for over 6 hours. End of all this, I come into my house and say "Yay, we did it" to which my husband said cheekily, Okay, now you'll be put on the first elephant for the Republic Day Parade to recieve the bravery award. (I know he admires my spirit though)

World Kiss Day

I heard it on the radio. Its World Kiss Day and guess what, the Radio jockey actually mentioned about the French kiss in Dostana(???). I don't know about kissing others, but I'll definitely enjoy being kissed by this one. Her satin, soft skin with oh-so-rosy and slightly moist mouth....if you are getting any ideas about me, and want to tell my husband about it, go ahead.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kWbpv6tKl5Q

Watch this, the elegant lady in the video is my sister-in-law.

Yester-years Part-1, Friends

My friendships started very early in life before I knew they were friendships. I guess I can just call it mutual understanding. All my life I had my brother who was my friend when we moved to a new place as children or went abroad, etc. He filled in my friends' place, for me to speak whatever I wish and behave as silly or stupid and still be considered smart. Later my husband became my friend who was my source of inspiration and strength. Now, my girls are my live-in friends. I dote on them all the time and re-live what I missed out in life through them. People don't realize that I am a very strict mom, though.

Stage1- >5 :I have a special mention of a certain girl called Ameena(who looked as cute as me back then), with whom I went in a cycle-rickshaw to school. She was given 20 paise everyday(were my parents so poor that they couldn't give me that much pocket money? No, I was told not to eat un-hygenic food sold near schools.) Anyway, Ameena bought me something everyday with 10 paise. I enjoyed my >5 totally because of Ameena who bought me ice-lollys in dark pink color, shared cotton candy, mango jelly, sweet and sour berrys, cut mango pieces.wow...my mouth is watering.... I still love all these things, and my brother used to joke calling me "street-side girl"later on.

Stage2- 5 to 10 :By this time, I was blessed with the gift of the gab. Once my mother happened to go through my books and read comments which my teacher wrote. Some of the comments were "Gas Cylinder", "Chatter-box", "Gas-pot" Stuff like that. By this time I had a pair of twins for my best friends, Called S and R. They were those very serious and calm types and found me highly entertaining. Incidentally, there was this guy called H who used to always go through my books and sign in them. I complained about him to my music teacher and he said "you know H really likes you" I was mad at my sir also then, but now I understand....that guy was trying to connect to me.

Stage3- Teens :In high school I was very close to my school head girl, who was 5' 8" tall, with bond-girl kinda legs and had this HUGE following of boys. Naturally, I got popular as I was her side-kick. It is an advantageous position as I was in the news all the time, almost the center of the storm, very happening, learning a lot, but all from another's experiences. It later became a huge asset to me, as I soon became a wise one with a store-house of information about how to deal with Boys!!

Rest in the coming post.