And my soul rests in peace as I leave my memories behind.

May her soul rest in peace as she leaves all of us behind..This is not a biography of my sister,its infact an auto-biography she wanted me to write for her..with the last looks..

I was blind when I arrived in this world. Only through my nose and sharp ears I could locate my mom.I was cute enuf and I had brown nose and brown eyes.. We were three sisters and four brothers. The world was all darkness for us for nearly 17 days after our birth. I remember the day when all of us opened our eyes one by one. There was lot of excitement in the family we were living with. We could only see hazy images though, but from the excited tones we could imagine some kind of jubilation around us. Mostly we lay huddled against each other. The body warmth of my mom and my mates was very reassuring. Those were the golden days, when most of the time we either slept or suckled our mom. I still love to recollect the way she licked us to keep us clean. One day I strayed away from all others and a loud growl from my mom froze me. She dragged me back to her.We had started to play amongst ourselves and sometimes with mom too.

She was seldom playful. She appeared to snooze, but she kept an eye on us all the time. I remember my first meal. The mistress of the house brought a milk pudding in a flat bowl. It was okay, but not as tasty as my mom's milk. I was growing pretty fast and could feel the change in my body. Around six weeks I was having five meals a day. Now all day my mom was no where to be seen. We played amongst ourselves only. 'Catch me if you can' being our favorite game. We got the company of mom only at night.
We were all about seven weeks old and there was lot of commotion in the house. A couple came near us along with our mistress. We all rushed to greet them, except our weak brother Shorty. He was always shy of strangers and hid behind our box and started to cry. Our mom was no where to be seen. May be she heard the cries of Shorty and was barking loudly from inside the house. We were scared but the lady who came to see us was fascinating. She immediately developed a liking for me. She picked me up, held me close to her. My heart was throbbing, but her hug calmed me down. She kissed my wet nose and started to call me 'Tiny'. I learnt that her name was Anju and they wanted me to be with them, yes they had a son name Anjan who they often call Joy..who studied in class II in a missionary school.
The first car ride to their place was really frightening. I lay cuddled up in her lap and she constantly stroked my forehead to reassure me. Upon reaching the house she let me roam about for a while. I sniffed the place. Things were alright but suddenly I started to miss mom and my mates too. I started to whimper. The lady rushed to me and soothed my fears. I had a small box that looked nice. It had a soft bed and I crawled in and slept peacefully. I dreamt of my mates, we were playing, running around.Suddenly,I heard a noise..things really frightend me in this lonely world where I was kept..separated from my family..my mom.I dragged myself out of the soft bed and search for a better shelter so that no one could harm me..and lastly I found one..It was under an old bookshelf.It was then I found someone coming in..looked more like a kid..A little brat who seemed to be waying in most probably in search of a surprize..he seemed to be excited.. Oh no..He pulled me out,I was trying hard so that he puts me down again..but unfortunately I was too small for that..I hardly had any strong teeth and not even a proper scaring growl.. but was it me whom he thought to be a surprise? ..
After a few days, they took me out in the car. I was not scared of the ride now. They took me to the Vet. I heard the Vet inform them that I was a German Spitz. Our forefathers were brought to India from Germany and we were named as Spitz. I felt proud of my ancestry. The Vet gave me a sharp prick. It was quite painful, yet it ensured that I do not catch some dreaded diseases. The lady seemed to know her way with dogs. She gave me a small piece of liver immediately after the Vet took out the needle. This made life easy for me and the next pricks after a couple of days were not bad at all. I was always rewarded with more pieces of liver.

Life seemed to be really enjoyable. The family made a lovely pack and my dad was our leader. I used to wait for him to come back from his work..with days I started to like him a lot.I was almost so called a devotee to him. The sound of his car was exciting for me. He used to take me out on long walks. He used to teach me his language with short commands like 'come', 'sit' etc.He really did spend a lot of time for me even if he was too busy and that was understandable. Dressing my hair,helping me out to get a bath,to clean my nails and all that was needed so that I could boast about myself..being a proper and a well bred dog..He never allowed anyone to tie me with a belt..so I was a free girl you see..Yes I was a my daddy's girl..And trust me..I just couldn't tolerate when I found my daddy picking a kid up or any other dog in his lap..I seriously didn’t. The best time for me was when I used to take bath and I really enjoyed the time after that. Shivering with cold yet so full of energy to run up and down the whole building 2 to 3 times..
In about a year's time they were able to understand my language too. Actually our foster parents, the humans have a spoken language, whereas we express only through body language. It was good that we understood each other well. I remember a dog in the neighborhood being beaten daily by the family. Poor creature did not know that the master's bedroom could not be his toilet. It was unfortunate that even the master could never make out what his dog was trying to say. Lack of communication makes a dog's life miserable.

Days rolled on..and I was provided good food,good shelter and a lot of things I prefered and I dreamt to have:
I am now 13 years old and I find a lot of changes is this family a lot indeed..They cared for,they loved me and pampered me more than anyone else in the family. My mom remains very busy with her work.So does my brother who is now a college going student.... But my dad still and still remains the same,the same way he was before.I will dream of him often.Asfor my brother all though most of the time he had no other work other than to bug me..but again he was one among them who really loved me a lot,he was a lot protective and I took his shelter when any one of our family was angry on me.On the holidays he used to take me out for the bike rides and gimme chocolates and icecreams from share as I would keep my head on his lap and groan with content.I used to sit with him when we were served food together,he was more like a guy who was careless in all that he did..
But more than him..I was really close to my dad,yes my dad and my dear loving dad..He was the one who pampered me more than my brother..but that seriously was never a misunderstanding between me and my brother..Thats what you call a family.I used to lay cuddled up in his shop..under his chair..I used follow him in every little thing he did..Be it to scooter ride,be it to parking the car..be it to lunch or be it to dinner..I loved him more than anyone else in this world..Cause I really knew he was the only one who loved me unconditionally.

I wish all dogs were as lucky as I am!A times I would wonder if they were as fortunate !
For me time passed happily. .

~~~~~Suddenly one day after I had a bath I started feeling uneasy..I started feeling a pain ..I tried to speak up but hardly anyone could realise it..
Finally dad gave me a look and by my strange stare..he seemed to get me right.Immideately a vet was called for..and he continued with his experiments on me..with strange tools I had never ever come across before.but with days..I was more into a serious condition..I couldn't eat anything..everything I took wasn't there for long..Docs said I'll be well..so did my family.But unknowingly I had a feeling in my mind..I wasn't going to be in this world,with this family for long.

I had a family perfect and just the way I wanted it to..after all it was my family.I had a grandma who brushed my hairs regulary ,used to feed me everytime she used to eat anything.I was too fond of cucumbers she was the one who managed to get it for me..even if there was a bandh all over India or something..I really get nostalgic thinking all those.An aunt and and uncle quite interested in feeding me too..not once but twice a day..Dont you think all this was enough for me to pray so that I could leave a few more years with them?
But alas!..but never thought we will be on the crossroads..on the verge of separation..
Grasping for breathe for the last time..my eyes still ..with the enormous pain I felt...I found the whole family infront of me..still I found someone missing..yes,my little brat brother.Where was he?Wont I get to see him for the last time?
I had heard this family once upon a time possessed a lot of dogs..Namely Rocky,poppy,Prince and Lucy...and lastly its me who really pained their heart..Yes am leaving this world,forever and ever..As I leave this world..I pray for them specially for my dad..there is nothing nothing I can give even if he loved me so much ..all I can do is to leave back my memories behind..Thanks a lot mom,dad..thanks a lot my little bro..You will forever remain in my heart..yes'I really loved you all..I really did.All I want is to be born again and again in this family..I still remain a part of the "Mitra Poribar" as my dad used to tell...Bye to everyone out there...Finally I leave this world on the eve of september 14th.07.



Nothing will change my love for you Tiny..I promise...Nothing! I really loved you,I still do and will forever..you remain my cute little sister.

My Dad..My Dear luving Dad..

Walking by the road today I feel,

If you would not had been there,

Where would I have been?

You bought me Shakira’s cd

You bought me endless memories

You bought me infinite benedictions

But above all, you bought me

This beautiful family which truly helps

And loves me.

More than a senator, you are a comrade.

You are the one with whom I talk freely,

For rest as you know, there are no vocal cords in me.

The world is frisky just because of you

Otherwise it would have been a total fritter.

You were never like the father Terri had,

In my favorite novel “raise your voice”.

Cos you never discouraged me & my interests,

Howsoever strange they may be.

From you I understood-how to live life.

I understood that it’s not easy to be a father

Cos sometimes you have to scold those whom you

Love the most.

And how strange, that I never got a chance

To tell you that-“DAD YOU’R SIMPLY THE BEST!!!!!”

Do you think it was me?

Even if i try, i can't forget it

every breath i take, i regret it

I let you go..didn't stopped you.

and when searched for.. found i lost you.

..now it doesn't matter coz you moved on..

and i am here still holding on.

Sure i think, i was wrong,mayb i didn't knew,

what was going on,think i believe i am not bad,

coz even i hate the face i had to make you sad,

that's a bad dream for me.

I am still sure on that night,

it really wasn't me............

Waiting for tomorrow...yet again!

I stand at the balcony, pensive and quiet
With the cheerful breeze a calmer shade.
Pink are the blooms with a constant blush,
The creeping tendrils the colour of jade.








The moon asleep, in loving dreams,
Serenely snug in the sky deep blue.
Sparkling stars still in soft slumber,
Replete with glory an invisible hue.

Vibrantly alive the colours of mirth,
The little oblong leaf jubilated today,
Disappears the sun, in the orange skies,
Joyous the park where tiny tots play.

Celestial celebration an evening spells,
Promisingly speaks of a brighter sunrise.
Despite the odds today brought along,


Tomorrow will bring a pleasant surprise....

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The sun was a vibrant shade,

Tinged with a luminous gold.

Bright spots had the kohleria,

Smooth twists in each fold.

The eucalyptus now stolid,

Nurtured a chirpy 'smile'.

The creeping rose tendril,

Then climbed over the stile.

Reflected the butterflies impish,

Splendid hues from paradise.

Dawn brought a promise fresh,

Beaming wide with a surprise.

Ah times lost, never to return,

Yet living in me, deep and strong.

Sudden a surge of joy they bring,

A tender moment, a spirited song.

The magic relives, charming as ever,

When I think of you each morn.

Still brings to my soul peaceful sleep,

Years after you've been gone...

Tears roll down my face...

Falling leaves..."
















I was thinking of old friends today
And how many of them have slipped away,
Moved, got cut-off, or stopped calling so much,
Found new friends, got busy, and just lost touch.

It reminded me of falling leaves.

Every autumn the leaves fall from the trees.
Some stay longer than others,
But eventually – Each leaf must fall, I’m told,
Leaving the tree alone to face the cold.

Why is it that in the time of utmost need
The leaves would seek to leave the tree?
And when we need our friends around.
We look and they cannot be found?

Of course these friendships come and go
And in the spring new leaves will grow.
But I prefer autumn friends of old
With crackling laughter and color bold.

It saddens me now I must admit
How somehow, someway,
I did forget laughing with old friends of mine
During summers when the sun would shine.

And then I thought of you.

That one stubborn leaf that won’t let go.
That clings despite the winds that blow.

Fighting ice, and snow, and winter’s stings hanging on right through till spring.
So I guess that’s what you are to me –
The very last leaf to leave the tree.
I know it seems silly, but it’s true.
When I see that last leaf…


"I think of you. Yeah! I do...."

Splash of life !!!!

Do not undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others.It is because we are different that each of us is special.Do not set your goals by what other people deem important.Only you know what is best for you.Do not take for granted the things closest to your heart.Cling to them as you would your life; for without them,life is meaningless.Do not let your life slip through your fingers by living in the pastnor for the future. By living your life one day at a time, you live all of the days ofyour life.Do not give up when you still have something to give.Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying.It is a fragile thread that binds us to each other. Do not be afraid to encounter risks.It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave.Do not shut love out of your life by saying it is impossible to find.The quickest way to receive love is to give love.The fastest way to lose love is to hold it too tightly.In addition, the best way to keep love is to give it wings.Do not dismiss your dreams.To be without dreams is to be without hope.To be without hope is to be without purpose.Do not run through life so fast that you forget not only whereyou have been, but also where you are going.Life is not a race, but a journey to be savored each step of the way.

For you

For you I would climb

The highest mountain peak

Swim the deepest ocean

Your love I do seek.

For you I would cross

The rivers most wide

Walk the hottest desert sand

To have you by my side.

For you are the one

Who makes me whole

You've captured my heart

And touched my soul.

For you are the one

That stepped out of my dreams

Gave me new hope

Showed me what love means.

For you alone

Are my reason to live

For the compassion you show

And the care that you give.

You came into my life

And made me complete

Each time I see you

My heart skips a beat.

N its only and only for you...

The most caring heart in my life..

MY MOM
My Mom is the most kind in the world ,the most gentle and so much sweet
loving eyes,kind voice,bright face with a cheerful smile...Thank God what a Treat

My momz there to share when Im sad
My momz there when I am happy n glad

Sometimes I feel bad n think do I really deserve so much care?
But shez always ready to do things for me that no one would dare

I alwayz loved n I luv to see her sweet n kind face
May she live happy n long by God's grace

I know when I was weak n small
She was there to help me move n crawl

I used to wake her up with my hues n cries
Keeping her awake all night till the sunrise

I remember her once coming to school
to bring me sweets n toys so cool

The day might come wen I will have to go to the University in the other city
I know c will be sad but for my future she will try not to show me any pity

Now I am big n have the feeling that I can take care of myself
but my mom still loves me as if Im the baby unable survive by myself

These feeling of love n care fill endless joy in my heart
so much happiness sometimes make my heart feel to burst

May God help to do something good for her all the time
Will I be able to return part of her love sometime

All My happiness is her joy..my sadness her grief
Her obsession of life is her child to say it all in brief

All these Words are not enough to praise such grace
each time seeing me she give a smile on her cute face

O God you are so much loving and great
to give me a mom so much caring n affectionate ...

Mom u r the one who really loved me...love datz unconditional,love dat few cud get...
U have alwayz been dere beside me even if I was at wrong a times..
U taught how to share how to Respect,U scolded me when I was wrong u cheered me up wen I was depressed...
U applauded me,even if I had done the silliest job ever.
U r my everything...Ur the only one who really cares,
"LIFE" WITHOUT U IS SOMETHING I CAN NEVER THINK OF"
"I LOVE U A LOT>>I REALLY DO".

My Take on friendship!

For me friendship is all about trust rather than sympathy...U break the trust u r just not worth it!!!!Friendshipz a relation a bond..u cant really express in wordz..Its sumthin u litteraly feel about..U make frns..I guess every1 here luv to make frns...n orkutz all abt making good frns..Its tuf to make frns...U lose dem jst like dat...Its true 1 should'nt break da trust..but da oder must c to it...Dat dere should not be ny kinda misunderstanding.I practially..dnt make bst frns...Coz I c all my frns da same way..obviously..dere has to b some 1 spcl...but for me datz a group...I hate to differentiate b2ween frns....Perhapz datz wat have earnd me so many of cool frns...I am indeed lucky to have dem.Its more of a relation dan mere giv n take...ITs sumthin to cherish..."Life comes to end...where "true" friensp still remainz"...Believe it or not!!!