PEPSI

She was the last of the lot to survive. She was the resilient spirit and held a special place in the corner of my heart. A puppy with such drive to survive through all the odds when all her siblings one by one were consumed by death but she kept hanging on. And i was so proud of her always.

May started, and suddenly something started feeling not very okay with Pepsi..i cud see swelling near her eyes and around mouth..i was concerned but she had her meals with same excitement so i felt convinced that she is fine though not her daily self. Only yesterday i realised the severity of her condition when she denied to touch her food. I knew dogs  do that only when not well. Whenever the meal was served she would eat like a robot and empty her dish within seconds and would rush to her mother's bowl to share hers. I loved her energy..She was an active puppy and few months old. During evening walks she would tuck on my salwars or shoes and  display fondness for me..m sure she loved me as much as i loved her.

Guard at the security gate mentioned that she didnt finish her dinner yesterday and now the morning meal was left  untouched too..

We got in touch with the vet and fixed an earliest appointment as i was feeling something was very wrong with her..she was going unconscious with every passing hour. Doctor was  not sure of what has happened to her as he said we are never sure what may go wrong with stray dogs.

Tough he started immediate medication but did mention its 50-50 chance. For me it was quite a hopeful sentence.

Got her home as we were supposed to take her again in the evening to review . She  was on IVF and was given two injections to fight any kind of infection if that may be the case and a shot of painkiller as she was moaning with pain due to some discomfort. We left the vet to come back in evening with her.

Getting her home, making her comfortable i was becoming hopeful. I knew Pepsi wud survive all odds as she is a fighter from day one. I kept checking on her and found her relaxed, peaceful and stable breathe. With each passing hour my confidence in her survival was building up.

I was waiting for evening with hope and so went again to check her  condition.

My heart skipped many beats when i didnt find her breathe. She wasnt breathing anymore. Few drops of blood ,stiff body, no breath, no movement...Pepsi left ....

Her resilient spirit left the world with so much love stored in my heart...tears in my eyes..m sure she is with God when m writing this piece to release my pain..

Dear God,pls keep her soul safe ....

Love you Pepsi...will miss u ❤️

today is 6th may ...and though i dont have u in my arms ,,u will from now on stay in my heart..!

You are..

..the silence of my heart,

the music of my soul.

.. tears in my eyes,

the magic in my smile.

..the pain in my poetry,

the joy of my singing.

...the breathe in my breathing, 

the search of my seeking.

..the color in my sunset,

the hope of my sunrise. 

..the darkness in my nights,

the glow of my dreams. 

..the light of my days,

the love that I crave. 

..the trouble that I take, 

for the promise that u make.

.. the vulnerability in my love,        

the sensibilities of my emotions .                   

..the answer to my prayer,

the fruit of my waiting.

..sweet taste in my mouth, 

for craving of this life.

..the sound of my laughter,

the chill in my spine.

..the love once I lost,
and wisdom that I found.

..the trust of my lifetimes,

the reason that m here ..

U r everything in my being for u reside unseen within...

Happy birthday ❣️

The Beetroot Soup

                              
Standing by the counter I was looking fr a moment when she wud get free and take my order. I felt his presence with the opening of door and there he stood behind my back. Was glad, as I was finding very hard to order without him around and he smoothly took over from there, like it was the most natural thing to do. 

She was free now with her attention on us and upon asking for few items on menu she helped us to complete the order. Amongst other things, he ordered beetroot soup as it was "Soup of the day" on today's specials without leaving any choice, it being the only soup available that day.  

Beetroot..trust me it was not at all sounding good to me.  I further probed her fr the other ingredients and was baffled when I was informed it had pumpkin too. I knew it wasn't a great start for our lunch. I let him order as I trust him with every thing he orders though I was already having feeling of repulsion.

 After 20 min we were served the dreading soup of the day. I knew I was supposed to start as he always asks me too while he waits..these little gestures makes my heart swell. As he got busy with a call on his phone, I got time and looked at him, with heart in my eyes it took all my effort to put the spoon in my mouth.

How is it possible to like something so gross..made up of beetroot and pumpkin all mashed up together. I like to experience new cuisines but ingredients and the combination stands important to me and It's definitely not, that I don't like these vegetables  and to my surprise i totally loved it!

I was taken back with the well balanced sweet and earthy taste it had or was it the succulent  tantalizing taste of his mouth that i still felt. Was the soup really good or his presence by my side had made everything heavenly..I don't know if the soup was done with expertise of a pro or my man was the reason...

With every spoon i knew that it was love for him that i feel so deeply is the reason that i enjoy my food so much. My eating meals with him enhances the taste of dishes. 

It's actually love that enhances everything from sharing meal to anything.. One feels more alive, present in the moment with deep sense of awareness..my every cell was capable of it's own magic moment.  

I thank , Beetroot soup on menu that reminded me of my blessings of having someone to live and share so much love that I carry in my heart. And don't forget that love brings love..so b loving. It's also a test to see if one is capable of loving someone beyond oneself.

With this share i jst wanted to remind u all, for what a beautiful feeling it is to b in love ..it's our life source. If u r to enhance ur living or beautify mundane tasks to wonderful experience..be in love..and never stop believing in the magic of love...cheers!!

LEH

On the last day of my seven day lone vacation in Leh I went shopping  to the local market as I wanted to buy few things from there. This was the only time when my shopping was not about branded clothes, and artefact . I was so much moved by the feel of Leh , it's people , who are so simple and hard working and smiling almost every time u make an eye contact with them . I did spent lot of time talking with them and am glad that I did that. It was one of the roughest and toughest vacation, yet very healing and I am so proud that I made it. This post is just about one of the seven days I was there..

A Glimpse of my shopping :

I picked up a semi precious neck piece made by a local  Leh women during long ,cold winters . Made mainly of turquoise and embellished with other materials such as coral, silver, lapis, pearl, and amber are worn all over Ladakh, after lot of insistence on the fact that I will look gorgeous once I place it on my neck,  I ended up obliging her with my generosity :-) Its the traditional wear of the place and I am wearing it to my workplace on few occasions . And yes , she was right ,' I do look gorgeous and I thank her for making me buy :))

After I had a quick bite at German Bakery , I went ahead  to shop that deals in selling of hand made Meditation Bowl ( they also had machine made but I found the sound too harsh) I picked one for myself with a deeper vibration ( that I craved for, for almost a decade) . I have read a lot about this technique of meditation in various Zen books. I am trying it on daily basis though not perfected but quite close to what I learnt from the old lady who gave me a short demo of how to use the bowl for meditation. 

Later, Tasting street food at few stalls I zeroed on my last buy and picked up an art piece which has Buddist chant OM MANI PADME HUM hand written by Monks living in different monasteries . I plan to get it framed and put it on the wall of my living room. I was informed that the recitation of ancient sacred Buddhist texts are chanted every day by the monks living in various monasteries , following different sects of Buddhism . 

Besides, It is done for spiritual and moral well being of the people, by appeasing the wrath of the evil spirits and invoking the blessing . Chanting is done either sitting indoors or dancing in the monastic courtyards or in private houses . The chanting helps in the meditation process, in attaining enlightenment and getting liberation from the sufferings of the world. I was introduced to this chant through a video on YouTube while searching for meditation vibrations through chants and music. 

नमस्ते 

 

Thoughts

Believe in Self, the world will be at your feet – Swami Vivekananda

“When you go through a hard period and When everything seems to oppose you,
When you feel you cant bear even one minute , Do Fight the urge to give up
Have faith in self and keep forging, As You are about to turn the corner,
Your course is about to change the plane, Now a New summit is within your reach….

...keep going!”

Karmanye-vadhikaraste Maa phaleshu kadachana – Bhagavadgita

This world is not for cowards. So do not try to fly, rather face things and bang on!  There's nothing called as good deeds or bad deeds,there are only deeds. On the contrary, Even good deeds can find a man in great bondage. Therefore be not bound by good deeds or by desire for name and fame. Live simply with awareness and have purity of love in your thoughts and in action. Those who know this secret pass beyond this round of birth and death and become immortal.

Do not think about the results, just give your best! 

नमस्ते 

ALWAYS

Something that I read on Pinterest...

Simple and easy..

felt like sharing...so here it is..

You were you,

And I was I;

We were two

Before our time.

I was yours

Before I knew,

And you have always 

been mine too..

The Paradox Of Our Age.

"We have bigger houses

But smaller families;

More convenience, but less time.

We have more degrees,  but less sense;

More knowledge, but less judgement;

More experts, but more problems;

More medicines, but less healthiness.

We have been all the way to Moon and back, 

But have trouble crossing the street to meet the One.

We build more computers to hold more information,

To produce more copies than ever,

But have less communication.

We have become long on quantity,

But short on quality.

These are the times of fast food, but slow digestion.

Tall man , but short character.

Steep profits, but shallow relationships.

And It's time when there is much in Window,

But nothing in Room...

By his holiness: the XIVth Dalai Lama.