A BREAK

Went out of the house after quite long today with baba. He took me out for lunch because practically i had stopped taking meals after Boo left. It always feels like somethings stuck in my throat that i can neither swallow nor throw up.....gosh... i have become a sadist. But can anybody really help sometimes? Guess not.

Everything i do right from when i wake up in the morning reminds me of her....how she would want me to wake up early so that she gets her favourite Marie Biscuit when i take my first sip of tea. Then she would sit with me all day, watching me, following me with her eyes and doing silly things to get my attention like sliding and sneaking inside a plastic bag pretending she is a voracious hunter!!! She enjoyed when i pounced on the bag that would make a rustling sound..... made her feel i was the prey or may be the other way round. Then i would snuggle her and she would lie down to get a belly rub.....she loved it! I stare at the bag sometimes wishing she would jump right out of it like one of Santa's gifts from his big bag of mystery. Silly!

I light a candle every evening beside her grave, doesnt make me feel any better though.... i would not forget to remember her but i believe that the warmth of the light the candle emits might reach her deep down and keep her warm like the times when i embraced her and she would never feel alone. I love you Boo, you are and  will always be my best buddy.