Jayanthi…jayanhti..!! appa is back home…!
Dhoom dham ,,,.bang..bung.
Auch, its 9 am and I got up in a rush. Rush? Yeah rush because my dad just doesn’t like his children to get up after the sun rises. Well am use to it. I am glad am a morning person. I feel I can do many things, accomplish many stuff as the whole day is just brightly laid out for me. A special thanks to my dad.
After I got up, I walk straight to the kitchen (not to have a cup a coffee of course!) opened my back door and sat on the chair situated just right at the right side of the door.
“Good morning, dude”
“Rrruuuff..woofff…”
That is how Sheru alaways reply my morning wishes. It has become my routine to look at his face first before anyone else. I feel I have all the luck in the world when I see him in the morning. It has been set in my mind that everything will go fine ONLY if I run into him first as soon as I got up. Superstitious? Nay…it is just my believe.
Things has been in such way until Lucky and followed by Jack came into my life. Even though there was a distance initially between the two of them and myself (because of occasionally meeting since I stayed out) eventually we became close. I enjoyed their company more than anybody else.
Nowadays they are the one who scratches my door early in the morning, substituting the alarm clock or sometimes my mother to wake me up. Our relationship has grown from a tiny plant into a huge banyan tree.
Sheru is now no more in my thinking. His thoughts hardly disturb me. Nevertheless, I do spent time with him but it isn’t like last time. He is no more the first one to look for in the morning. Lucky and Jack has taken over the place. Sheru is getting old, he is already in his eighties. He doesn’t look like the Sheru that I use to see. Things have changed in many ways. Sometimes when I work in the kitchen I could hear his soft woofing, recognizing me near to him. I just say hie to him and move on with my work.
Today, 17th December 2008, the morning was clam and sunny. There isn’t any bad omen that I encounter to indicate the soul that once I was very close going to leave me, going to rest in peace. Sheru has left me abruptly! He was sick but I thought… I thought… he will recover. Things have happened and nothing can be changed. Just now when I rewind back the days when Sheru was fading from my thought, I sense some sort of regret in me…can I just go back in time to pat him JUST ONCE?