Yesterday I lost my pet friend - whom I used to call fatty, farty fiffe - my friend's cute and adorable 5 year old "Alfie" - a Jack Russell Terrier.
Fiffe battled for her life bravely after being bitten by a german hound on friday evening. A very very callous mistake by some crazy pregnant Indian woman who did not know how to mind her big dog.
Fiffe your going hurts so much that I don't even know how badly I'm hurt.
I lost my Brandy Bhatia (a Lhasa Apso) on 11th December 2005. He was 12 years old and he really suffered a lot in his last few days. My parents and I could not be with him since we were in Singapore. He went away in my brothers arms, though he was most attached to my father and me.
You know I still miss him. You would have seen his picture at the altar in my house, even now, after nearly 3 years!
Its said that pets take on themselves any harm coming on the family members and henec the untimely loss of Brandy and you.
But life goes on.....and time is a great healer, I guess!.
After Brandy, it was you.
Fiffe you were my constant companion for the last 3 years in Singapore. Not once did I ever feel alone and lonely in an alien environment thanks to you Fiffe and your owner/mum - my neighbour turned very good friend - Shirley.
Honesty is the highest form of love. And I must confess that I owe you both tonnes and tonnes in life - for being with me, when no one has been around. For making me a part of your family, for giving me the solace that even strangers from different backgrounds can become friends for life.
It is said that we connect with "those" few lives in life, with whom we have a past connection. Among all the millions and billons of lives on this earth, I came to be friends with you.
There's gotta be a reason to it - right?
The purpose of life is to live a life of purpose.
Fiffe, you fullfilled your every purpose.
Thank you for everything.
Fiffe may you rest in peace, always.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
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