Guilty as charged:)

The Main accused in this case is really cute,tanned,four legged,a forever wagging tail and is downright adorable.Goes by the name of TIPSY :)

Fishes have aquarium's,I'm sure they hate to live in,cat's loiter everywhere,cause apparently they are free spirits,Bird's hate cages,as they love to fly, but Dogs,they don't like living in kennels,they deserve homes,any kind,they don't very much care on the living conditions,they just want to be there,when you get back from work or go along with you for a family vacation,why Cause a dog is family :)

I have had a dog ever since I was 2 years old a golden retriever/lab cross and gosh was she a beauty.In our younger days,We spent most of our days just playing in the mud,getting yelled at,playing fetch,watching TV and even took our daily beauty naps around the same time.Ofcourse we had our flaws while I ate sand once in a while,she tore up the newspaper or when I tried to catch some crawly thing she bit off someone's slippers,Cant Blame us,we believed then as we do now,that no one is perfect :)

There was no separating us,we even had common dislikes,for a bath,for not so yummy food with vegetables and yeah those meanie beenies who threw stones into the house,hated getting those vaccinations,grrrr.We did everything together,Saved the world a couple of times as We fought off the invading aliens and even played cop but knowing tipsy to be her, she would just wag and invite the bad guys home for tea.Its not her fault she was just so friendly and loving.She loved my friends and never ever let us out of her sight,she hated missing out on all the fun.

At times I wondered whether she really was my age or older cause there have been many instances when I had just started walking and I wanted to head out the main gate and she just woudnt let me,she would either hold on to my baby suit or jump on top of me and trip me over I always thought she was just jealous, because everyone else went out,but her.And she needed me for company sake you know,Good company is hard to find :)

As Year's rolled by,I started going to school and yet there was tipsy always there waiting to greet me at the gate itself, wagging, drooling,jumping,yelping in delight that her best friend had returned after a hard day at school and all she expected in return was a pat or a hug or to hear my voice say down tipsy down,stop jumping :) She would patiently sit and listen to my daily trials and tribulation during a better half of my school years and sometimes would even skip meal times just so that I complete what I had to say.The number of conversations we had about love in general and the bad guys coming to get me were endless.There were so many nights when I would slip from my bed room to come and find her sitting by the gate just looking into the stars,waiting for them to disappear so that morning came and she would get to see me again.And she also used to make sure that there were no law and order problems in the neighbourhood at night,that was her part time job it seemed.Then as my dad would read the paper she would sit by his feet and take a peek at what's happening in the world.She was always well informed that way.

There is this thing about age that you cant defy and that is moving on to a better place,though I did not understand very much of it at 10 years old,I have grown wiser with time.Tipsy moved on when I was eleven and well even the last breath she took,looking into my eyes,making sure I was okie.I cried my heart out and even now I shed a tear in her name every other day.I have always had a dog ever since,its the fourth generation running and I still name my dog tipsy and its still the same lab/retriever,some people find it strange,some understand!

The thought being not to lose the essence of someone beloved,throughout my life,by naming her again and again, I just tend to accumulate memories of a loved one and not feel the suffering of a loss as much,But yes I must admit there are moments,when I recall the other's and I cry and then tipsy comes along and stares at me with those big droopy eyes that say I'm here for you,really what more could one ask for?

Ofcourse times have changed and while I break my head over a book,she likes to chew up mobile phones or when I expect her to go fetch something I throw,she gives me the look that says fetch it yourself :)Gone were the days when I used to take her out for a walk,now I tend to wonder if it was always the other way round,like it was me who needed the excercise. She likes it,getting attention all the time,sending those silent hello's to the people who walk their dog's.We have even made a couple of friends that way.We sure have come a long way,me and tipsy,and we sure have a long way to go,me and tipsy:)

The line "The more people i meet,the more i like my dog" is proof enough that a dog has been a wo-man's best friend since time unknown and shall remain so....We have friends,faithful ones,ones that listen and ones that dont have a tail and for the one's that do,this is my salutation to you!

Blissful Blues.

She was fair,black eyes,short hair,with clips on either side to keep a few strands from falling on her pretty face.She had a smile that shook me from within from the first time I saw her.Being 2 foot nothing and at 7 years old I thought I had seen an angel,my first ever crush :)It was a good 5 years before I finally moved on and fell head over heels all over again.

Its a magical feeling,being infatuated,the whole purpose of leading a selfish life being lost and all that matters is one glimpse of the person who makes your heart skip a beat, actually 2 beats:)Those lovely days which started with arriving well ahead of time so that you catch them walking to class from the car park,staring away as if there was no tomorrow at the assembly hall,Skipping classes just to walk by the classes they would be at,find an excuse to stand beside them at the cafeteria,sit at a place where you have a clear view of the one person you would love to share your lunch with,and wanting to head back home only after they completely disappear from your sights at the end of the day wondering why tomorrow came so late.All that innocence being put to good use and the heart yearns for more.

So what if there are times when they take leave and you wish you had fallen ill too,or if you don't get to see them all day and start behaving like it is the end of the world,we seem to thrive on the pain during these heartaches:) Looking for an excuse to have a conversation only seems half the struggle than actually stop blushing when your friends tease you,as she walks past and your heart races like never before.And I figure only god could help if she turned your way and flashed that million watt smile and you wonder whether life was actually measured by the number of breaths you take or by moments like these that take your breath away.Well either ways you were in heaven and there was just one angel around:)

Her scent lingers and numbs your senses,so much so that you do not hear the class teacher calling out your name and asking you a question to which you obviously have no answer and get punished and if you did not learn from this incident once,chances are you don't ever learn it :)Your grades suffer but who cares,what's important is that she wore a new bracelet today.You get punished again,but hey her sweet voice called out your name from the attendance register.You did not complete your homework,well its her birthday tomorrow what am I going to gift her?When you have major worries such as getting your first love note/letter with the right words and as life itself revolved round her why would we worry about trivial stuff such as studies right :)?

Its a phase most of us go through,having crushes,falling in love,heartaches and given the opportunity I'd do it all over again for the sheer reason of giving a piece of my heart to someone I adore more than myself.The insanity of being all blue eyed about that one person who you would love to call your own.I love the feeling,over the years and after having a million odd crushes and heartaches from cute classmates to the ones on the big screen it never ceases to amaze how it happens in a different way all over again.As we grow up most crushes turn to fondness and since they are so close to the heart they remain friends for a lifetime and well the very reason on how I still am in touch with my first crush across miles where she is happily married and with a beautiful little kid :)

And that's why for me Infatuation is-A state of total captivation,the Experience-Bewitching,the Effect-Spell bound,Intoxicating,the Conclusion-Temporary,And yet we crave for more than we need,for we are humans and can be forgiven :)

Words Unsaid.

Its fascinating how in a moment of silence ,a message is conveyed to or from someone.Remember the last time you looked into someone's eyes and felt all the love in the world and not one word was said or recollect the incident when you kept staring at someone and not before long they turned back and caught you staring "Silent calling" I'd say :)

Although it would feel that we have many a thing to say to someone we love,to express our love all it takes is in that moment of silence,a look,a smile or those eyelashes that speak and say I love you in every way.Its something special just holding hands and walking along with no thoughts being exchanged in words,just you and a loved one conveying emotions through heartbeats:)

On those thoughtful days,in those silent moments that someone special is valued most just with you and your heart working overtime and how someone looks more beautiful in your imagination,these little things matter a great deal as they are not influenced by anyone's words or thoughts,but your own.The stillness of the night,the calmness of the sea these experiences are relished for the sheer silent beauty of it all,where you would like to believe you are all alone.

The feeling of love,respect and caring are best conveyed not through mere words alone but with a heart that yells it all the time,irrespective of whether you are in the same room facing each other or miles away a silent thought,prayer reaches across the distance and is often heard to your loved one.I'm sure each one of you must have heard that phrase"Gosh,I was just thinking about you".Its a personal experience and its happened on so many occasions when you might be thinking of a person and the next moment they are calling or at your door step:).

Its a nice feeling when you have someone,a silent partner who just listens to everything you have to say not saying a word,but more often than not we find someone who well we cant shut up :).At times like these we learn to listen,as we are often appreciated for the silence we offered just by lending that ear.I think its wonderful that we see things in a much clearer light when we are within ourselves,cause the source of most answers lie deep within.

We share different relationships with every loved one,yet there are some where you don't need the trivia of words or overt reactions to convey the bond that silence can.

At 27 turned 16 :)

Yes we all turn 16 don't we?But how many of us turn 16 year after year :) I most definitely do.But why 16 you may ask?Well actually no specific reason as such but I just loved my innocence and immaturity at that age and its something I would love going back to.

So I am sure from all the posts you wonderful people must have realized well nothing much has changed you still sound 16 because there are many who cant comprehend the fact that at 27 ,I can still be a dreamer :) I take it as a compliment when friends say I haven't changed at all,and when someone says why don't you grow up?I ask them why? I don't often get an answer though.

Isn't it ironical from the time we were born all we wanted to do was to grow up be all mature and stuff and yet as we grow older we tend to behave more childishly :) I don't like growing up,I never did,its too much stress analyzing each and everything on what people said and what they actually meant or a situation that went bad,not trusting anyone easily,doing grown up things like forcing yourself to have an intelligent conversation all the time so that you just be accepted etc.Yet I do think that these people are amazing individuals in their own right and maybe they are comfortable being who they are.

I like to believe all ,my friends are lovely,intelligent people and its not because of their age but because my heart says so.I enjoy celebrating each of my friends birthdays much more than my own,I really don't find my birthday as important really :) and so do most of my friends ,that's why I send them a reminder each year making sure they wish me,I understand the fact that in their busy lives they tend to forget trivial things such as birthdays and stuff and I don't want to hold it against them,coz all I want from them is their wishes and love,and they never disappoint me,I figured well instead of being upset that some friend forgot to wish ill just make sure I have them wish me by either reminding them or calling them and by asking them to I save myself from being upset,its purely selfish :) This way everyone is happy isn't it?

And there is this other thing I do each birthday,I gift myself something I have always wanted,its just that the thing has been in the back of your mind all year and waiting for Santa to bring it over :) well be Mr.Claus for a change and gift yourself that gift you so deserve to celebrate your special day for the rest of the year and everytime you see it,it shall remind you of that wonderful day called your birthday :)

Friendship is a delicate combination of admiration,trust,empathy,2 forks and one dessert....And it also gives every one of us an excuse to celebrate the day you were born,so have a blast:)!!!