Boo and family

There are phases when i sit or lie and think of a hundred things i would want to do, i even imagine how exactly i would do what i have dreamt of doing, but somehow my limbs fail to catch the signals and the activity ends in my brain. i have just got over one such phase. Tomorrow i hope to actually enroll in a gym.

Boo was thrilled to see me suddenly at the door on 14th. An unexpected visit from a member of his biradari which seems to be lasting more than the usual 1 and 1/4th days is definitely cause for celebration he thinks. Boo celebrates in the only way he knows how - by jumping - on the bed; on the sofas; from the bed to the other bed; behind the fly where the fly leads, the fly flying and boo jumping over the beds and over the sofas, and of course boo jumping all over me. Yesterday he jumped onto my chest at 5 ' o clock in the morning - an hour i rarely see and i never hope to see when i am home on a long extended weekend. To be fair to boo, he did ensure i was fully awake before he poised himself to jump - he stuck his tongue inside my nose and when my eyelids fluttered only then did he jump.

i first met boo about three years ago when i came home from office expecting to see my parents freshly arrived from Jamshedpur, for good, with their bags and baggage. Boo was peeking at me from behind my father. Boo then consisted of two droopy ears, two large black eyes, one pink nose set in a punch sized head, the rest of him consisted of a ball of white fur with a protrusion at the base which was his tail. It took him only a few seconds to size up this new specimen which seemed to be a part of his family. He had already met AD in the morning at the station when, upon seeing him perched in MoD's arms, she had hoped against hope that MoD were puppy sitting until someone came and claimed Boo.

He met KD about two months after that. When he first saw her he greeted her like his long lost sister. According to MoD, i, being the youngest before him, he treats me like a member of his biradari. However he has the good sense to fear my infamous temper when it is roused and to keep a safe distance when he has roused it. KD however, being KD, and perhaps suffering from guilt, is Boo's favourite stuffed toy.

It would be interesting to analyse Boo's relationship with each of us:

With Baba: He is one of the only two reliable members of his family. He never fails to take Boo for his walk. He always comes back home when he goes out. He brings him the mutton for his lunch. And Boo knows exactly where to find him at any given time - in the TV room. He cannot do without him. :P

With MoD: She is the second of the only two reliable members of his family. She rarely goes out. She is round and cuddly. Her lap is his favourite perch during balcony gazing time. She sings him loris when he is feeling down and out. She cooks him his mutton. She is a comfort to have around. He cannot do without her.

With AD: He could rely on her at least to come back home in due course of the day or a couple of days until January this year when Marina beach stole her away. The other thing she could be relied upon for was to bring him chocolates or poo poos whenever she returned from wherever she had gone. However it is perilous to go near her without first gauging her mood. If she is in a good mood its safe to jump even to the beats of hard rock. But if Boo has jumped at the wrong time God help Boo. Boo has learnt his lessons well on how to tackle AD.

With KD: KD is the least reliable. But his favourite soft toy. She has a loong braid which is fun to play with. When KD is around it is usually unlimited fun. She even takes over from Baba and takes him for walks. Its fun to go out with KD, to jump and run and chase squirrels with KD at the leash.:P

With me: Well as i said, according to MoD, i am a member of his biradari.

Undo Delete and Forward Key

i seem to be the only one left in the family who doesn’t own a blog. Even MoD opened hers recently. Before her, BB did. i am told now that i am a ‘kalank’ to the D family and i should immediately take steps to redeem myself in their favour. So i see that the time has come to act............

As a matter of fact i did own a blog once and had two posts in it. But i deleted it on some whim. i don’t know why, but i seem to love to delete… blogs, letters, scraps and even people when i am unhappy with them. i soon regret however, as i regret now that my first post is now lost forever. It was a rather useful post i think now, i could have picked up from where i left off since i seem to have made some progress – from beholding my empire in awe to taking it for granted.

Well for those of you, who read my first post, the apartment stills stands. i am still the sole ruler of my little kingdom bounded by the walls of my apartment. i still sit on my ‘settee’. But i no longer behold my possessions with wonder. They are some hard won rewards i still think, but inadequate they seem now. Now i sit on my settee and dream about plans for tomorrow – holiday plans, car plans, camera plans, phone plans, what to plan plans………….