My dad is dead this morning!

I heard the sound of weeping; my mom is talking something and my sister weeping.

On my bed I can see my face in the mirror; I passed a smile to myself.

I got up from my bed put on my flip-flops and entered the washroom, brushed my teeth.

Got out and made my bed and opened the door of my balcony.

Felt the wind blowing on my face and stepped down.

And saw my sister crying and my mom in serious expression.

And I saw my dad laughing looking at me with his one red eye, and sipping chai.

News papers are all wide open on the table, and my sister sitting with a diary.

Hmmmm…something cooking…

And it’s my dad’s death.

If dad would die, how things would work.

If dad would die, how mom will react.

If dad would die, how life is going to be.

Now that sounds funn…

My sister got a hunch this morning, and all of this is the outcome of that intuition.

And my dad is scared with a smile on his face.

And every one is sitting quiet with a serious note.

And Sunday(our dog) looking at my dad laying down.

And I am sipping my tea and still trying to scrutinize…

How should I react with a smile?

:):):)

I LOVE YOU (you are according to me)

I cut down your tail, it’s in trend.

I cut down your ears, that’s we have to.

I cut down your meals, I have to.

I cut down your hair, its messy.

I come to you when I want to love you.

I am busy when you come to love me.

You are a Labrador, or a pomarian, or a Doberman.

That is your name.

That is what you have to do.

That is how you have to behave.

That is where you can go.

This is your chain.

This is your master.

This is how you have to be.

This is you are.

I made you.

I love you, you are according to me.

You are the perfect one.

I love the way you sit, laugh and walk.

I love your behavior.

I love you, you are so obedient.

Woww you are amazing.

However you are I love you

I love you(you are according to me)

Who the hell are you to pee on my bike?

Get the fuck out of here.

2 Nights in 6 hours.

She just can’t remember properly where she was, in which city, and in which room and 

 with whom she was, all she was trying was to avoid the guy and whatever he was saying.

All she can remember is that he had fat face, he was in official wear.

In a gray shirt which was tight on his body and his trousers were unfitting too.

He is trying to convince her for something and she turned her face and saw his briefcase there on her right. His hands full of fat and spongy fingers which she can analyze by looking at them.

Stretching her body and trying to fit her head in the pillow and saw him walking and saw the room.

Which were quiet luxurious and the temperature was too low, and seemed as a five star hotel room.

And she saw him walking towards the door with the phone.

She is touching her cheek to his cheek; trying to pinch his nose and chuckled.

He is moving his fingers on her face then till neck, felt Goosebumps all over her body.

He is top less nearby laying down, her hand is in his hand and his back is towards her and she is slowly touching his back, with a softness. And now getting the touch of his back on her face and lips. She is touching that mole he is having on his back and she touched the Tung on that mole and kept her head on his back and hair flaunting down with blinking eyes and holding hands.

And she came inside to clean up the room…..

And its drizzling outside with cold breeze entering my room.

Dupri and I

Dupri and I!!

I reached dharamsala on 8^th September after a marriage from pathankot and I got a call from my sisters friend Vikas, He runs a guest house in Dharamsala bhagsoo, it’s a small village of dharamsala where Jews are situated and a small market for shopping.

I just reached the guesthouse and I kept my bag to get ready for hiking and I got out out with a group and I saw her outside the shop. She is Brown with expressive eyes and a black nose and was relaxing on the floor and I just went into the shop and was about to give her a packet of biscuits and the shopkeeper already took out the packet and gave her and she was busy in eating.

We went for tracking of two days and when we came back after two days in the evening after coming back from the dinner I came to my room and after a while I found her there standing outside my room, she needed a space to sit I gave her 2 oatmeal cookies and she set over there on the foot mat.

I thought she just may be lives here and she came up. But I just realized when I heard the voice of the guesthouse owner in the early morning, when they just shouted on the dog.

I had a schedule to go to Mc leod to a cafe where I use to teach English to monks, I always walk down there and came back in the evening after spending my time in the market and having coffee, never realized where my time went and in the dark while coming back might she just saw me always or any how she just knew that I came back and I got the vibe that she is going to come here in my room, so i just use to keep my door open or if its closed then she scratched on my door.

She enters and sits on the foot mat near my washroom and always made a voice while sitting and getting comfortable, when I heard that voice for the first time I got lill shocked but after that I got use to it and I loved the sound she always made, so if I’m sitting on my bed writing or reading I just feel like going there and cuddle her with my love.

Sometimes I saved food for her in the morning and gave her in the evening and she had it always with love, sometimes she is just coming to get loved and if I even give her food she didn’t have it. She loved to rub her body to my body and loved the blanket in which I use to sleep there.

She knew that day that I was leaving, I came back from Mc leod and she was waiting an hour before outside the guest house, sitting gently like lady one feet on other feet, I saw her I threw a cookie for her from my balcony but she just looked at the cookie and then to me, as if she wanted to get loved rather of eating the cookie, I kept standing there took a pause for a minute and looked at her and then I got into my room and got my camera to click one picture with her. I got there and she started waving her tail and laid down and kept her one foot on my left foot and looked at me, as if she wanted me to stop.

But may be that was my emotion what I feel that she might felt for me but the amazing friend whom I found in bhagsoo, and she always came to give me company in nights.

Now I was leaving I carried my bag and took the way to the shop where I cud find the auto for bus station, she came along step by step I saw her and I went to find the auto.

an auto came and I kept my luggage inside and started for the bus station.

While my instinct said that I didn’t hugged her while  going and I got the feeling that ill take the Auto back and at the same time I remembered that I forgot my charger. I asked the driver to take the auto back and I saw that Dupri was looking out for me from where I got the auto and when I came back after getting the charger she is sitting nearby my auto to meet me and give wishes.

I loved her and said that she has to take care of herself, and I know she will, and wish to see her again when I go back to dharamsala.

So she charged me with love and just love for everyone around us.

I got her name Dupri from a friend of mine Sunil; he is from Delhi but spends his most of the time on dharmsala, thanks Sunil for such a cute name.

Love!!

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Hello guys out there, I m Tripti Vyas, from Udaipur...Goin to write a blog about my experience wid a friendly street DOG...

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