Obedient?

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This is my fourth time at #AtoZChallenge and my theme this year is Sparky, my 11-year-old Dalmatian. You can read all about my theme here.

Adorable ShePeople give us envious looks and nudge whoever they are with to point at us, more specifically at Sparky. She plays to the gallery, obeys all our commands willingly. She is a perfect dog out on a walk with her beloved masters, or so she portrays to the world. we take her out without putting a leash on her and she listens to our polite instructions when we ask her to walk on the left side of the road, or to cross the road, turn back etc.

Bach home it is a different story altogether:) She has modified Newton’s third law of motion, her version reads, ‘Every command has an equally opposite reaction.’

When asked to sit, she remains standing defiantly, when we request her to get up to let the maid clean the corner, she sits glued to the floor and eyes us haughtily. No amount of yelling, pleading or cajoling has any effect on her pretty little adorable ears. She ignores us royally and completely.

ss handsShe can shake hands, dance on her two hind legs and crawl like a commando but all these activities happen only when she desires, never at our humble requests ;)

We know she is obedient but only when it suits her, the rest of the world is fooled by her trickery. The bottom line is that we love her unconditionally.

By Sulekha Rawat

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Name 

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This is my fourth time at #AtoZChallenge and my theme this year is Sparky, my 11-year-old Dalmatian. You can read all about my theme here.

Adorable SheI am not going in any chronological order here, just penning down my memories as they come to mind. Today we are writing posts that begin with the letter N, my post is titled,Name. There is an interesting story associated with my name, Sulekha. I was born in the early sixties into a Punjabi household and have an elder sister named Poonam, so naturally I was to be Pawan.

But God had other plans for me. I had a best friend, Sulekha, she was a maharashtrian, so when I went to kindergarten school for my admission,the principal asked my name and I told her, ‘My name is Sulekha.’ My dad was away at sea and my mother had stayed home to look after my infant brother, my dad’s friend had accompanied me and he just knew me as Lucky. This is how my profession chose me, Sulekha means, someone who has a good handwriting, close enough, I have a lousy handwriting, but I write.

After we had brought Sparky home around Christmas in 2003, she was a gift for our family, we started discussing names for her. My daughter, Shloka, was keen on naming her pet Sparky and she convinced her younger brother, Kartik, to agree too. I was thinking more on the lines of Snowy, Spotty…thinking inside the box :)

Kartik had wanted to bring home the puppy with a black patch on her left ear and eye, he had named her Lefty. We bid goodbye to Lefty when someone came to pick her up from Sukhi’s house, to take Lefty to live in his house with a huge garden? Kartik was a little sad at seeing her go but Sparky managed to melt his heart and he was back to his sweet smiling self in no time.

There were a male puppy in the litter, his new family named him Hermes but due to some unavoidable reason he was brought back to Sukhi’s house and left there. Sukhi’s daughters, Trisha and Sonu, wanted to change His name to Lucy. I pointed out that it was a feminine name and sounded a lot like my childhood name, Lucky, so Trisha and Sonu agreed to call him Luka. Bless the lovely girls, they take after their gem of a mother.

Sparky has been a shining light in our lives and her loving and joyful spirit has brightened our home and hearts.

By Sulekha Rawat

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Memories 

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This is my fourth time at #AtoZChallenge and my theme this year is Sparky, my 11-year-old Dalmatian. You can read all about my theme here.

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We live because we remember…memories are precious, treasure them.

Today I took Sparky down for a short walk but she was so tired that she refused to move out of the building compound. On our way up to the house, she stopped at the foot of the staircase and just stared at the flight of stairs. She looked tired and beaten, broke my heart to see her predicament and I picked her up in my arms to carry her to our flat on the second floor.

A kaleidoscope of memories flashed before my eyes, Sparky running ahead of us during our daily walks, both in the mornings and evenings, galloping like a graceful horse. Dancing on the road like a ballerina on the stage, her Panther like dash to reach us while we pretended to head back home when she would wander far from us. All these were just memories now, my Sparky cannot even go down the twenty odd steps on her own.

Sparky has become anemic and with her kidney functions compromised her health is a cause of concern to us. The vet had given up on her on her tenth birthday on 7 November 2013 but we didn’t give up hope, blood transfusion helped her regain her strength and she has lived an almost normal life since then. The only thing different has been her refusal to eat food on her own. We feed her as if she were a 2-year-old,  making happy noises like parents do while feeding their tiny tots.

Each day is a struggle for Sparky and watching her become weaker day by day weighs heavily on our minds, my husband keeps calling up many times in a day to ask about her condition, when he is out of station. My son is away at college and his what’s app messages always start with, ‘is everything okay at home?’ My daughter hugs and kisses Sparky before leaving for work everyday. I am the constant in her life, one who stays with her 24/7 and she has become my shadow, fearful that I might go off leaving her alone, just like the others.

Memories of days gone by make us laugh at times but also make us shed tears of regret when we think of loved ones who have gone away from us.The key to staying sane is simple, express gratitude for those in our lives and thank the universe for bringing us in contact with precious souls during our journey.

By Sulekha Rawat

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Love

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This is my fourth time at #AtoZChallenge and my theme this year is Sparky, my 11-year-old Dalmatian. You can read all about my theme here.

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Today’s letter is L and love is what comes to mind. Can you see the love in this post? :)

Sukhi with Sparky

My dear friend Sukhi with Sparky

Shloka and Sparky

Shloka with Sparky

Ss

Shloka holding baby Sparky

S n K

Kartik with Sparky

viki n S

Vikram with Sparky

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By Sulekha Rawat

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Kitten In The House

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This is my fourth time at #AtoZChallenge and my theme this year is Sparky, my 11-year-old Dalmatian. You can read all about my theme here.

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K – Kitten in the house …Estelle

Lucky’s Law – ‘The more scared a mother is of insects and animals, the more animals her kids bring home to nurse and adopt.’

My daughter, Shloka, is a champion for the underdog. She has this uncanny knack of locating and rescuing injured birds and animals, it has not diminished with age. She was an animal lover at age 10 and is an even more vocal and dedicated advocate for them at age 25, and is a qualified lawyer to boot.

One day the children playing football in front of our house found a kitten in a drain, my kids wanted to bring her home but one of their friends took her. His mother wouldn’t let him keep the sickly kitten at their place so he brought her to ours. My kids were thrilled, Sparky was skeptical.

Shloka decided to call the kitten by a name of her choice, Estelle. Sparky didn’t care much for Estelle but she let the tiny malnourished kitten follow her around. Estelle loved eating from Sparky’s bowl, playing with Sparky’s tail and generally being a pest. It was nice to see Sparky being so gentle and patient with Estelle until one day. Estelle played with Sparky’s tail, scratching and bugging her; Sparky flattened her with her paw and just stood over Estelle as if frozen. Sparky was good at chasing and catching her prey but just didn’t know what to do with them once they were within her grasp.

She let go of Estelle after a moment and walked out of the room as if ashamed of her outburst while Shloka picked up Estelle and tried to comfort her after this near squishing incident.

By Sulekha Rawat

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Just Like That

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This is my fourth time at #AtoZChallenge and my theme this year is Sparky, my 11-year-old Dalmatian. You can read all about my theme here.

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Just like that-

As you all know by now, in those days, I was not comfortable around animals. Sparky didn’t look like one so I wasn’t too scared to be near her. My kids had wanted to gauge my bravery by putting me through a test when Sparky had been about two months old. Shloka put tiny Sparky in my hands while we were walking on the road in front of our house one day. I could feel her heart beating and her warm body wriggling to get out of my strange stiff hands; it was like she knew I wasn’t very comfortable holding her. Sparky moved around so much that I couldn’t hold on to her and she slipped and fell on the road with a yelp, I don’t know who screamed louder, me or her?

Shloka picked Sparky up and gave me an accusing look, I was so scared that I had caused irreparable damage to Sparky that I kept on asking her, “Is she okay? Is she hurt?” my husband and son also rushed out on hearing my cries, after ensuring that Sparky had survived her first fall, they trained their eyes on me. I just kept wringing my hands and crying, ‘I can’t look after her, give her back to Sukhi. I couldn’t even hold her safely in my hands; I am a bad person…” I continued crying even after they assured me that Sparky had not been hurt at all. Sparky too joined in the fun and shared her excitement with all by trying to bark.

I said sorry to her and patted her on her tiny head and she forgave me in an instance, just like that, but it took me a while to forgive myself. I am so glad my family didn’t take me seriously and send Sparky back to Sukhi’s house. I would have missed out on her loving presence in my life and my kids would have not known the unparalleled joy she brought into their lives. My husband dotes on Sparky and he would have lost this precious connection with her. When asked who would he save first from a burning house, his instant reply had been, ‘Sparky.’

By Sulekha Rawat

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Golf Course

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This is my fourth time at #AtoZChallenge and my theme this year is Sparky. You can read about my theme in detail here

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G- Golf course

Did I ever mention that my Dalmatian Sparky is from Kerala? She was born in Kochi and spent the first five years of her happy life living in a huge house with a garden and lots of snakes for company. There was a golf course in our neighborhood and we used to carry Sparky there in the evenings, she used to love it. When she grew stronger we would take her for walks on the walking path around the golf course.

This is the same golf course where my friend, Sukhi, encouraged me to take up golf. I began by practicing hitting the ball over at the driving range. Initially the simple act of hitting the ball with an iron club is a lot harder but it becomes easier with practice and coaching. The caddies become half-pros just by watching the players, day in and out and they taught me a lot about the game. To focus on the job at hand, attention to detail and patience are some of the many positives I imbibed when I took up the challenge of learning to play golf.

There used to be lots of birds sitting on the grass on the golf green and Sparky loved chasing them. She was full of energy and would run like a panther hot on the heels of her prey. The birds secretly laughed at Sparky’s excitement and tantalized her by waiting till the last-minute before taking off, with Sparky an inch away from their white feathers.

One day, as usual, the mean birds were at their elemental best, teasing my Sparky and flying off when she reached them. Sparky got so excited while chasing a low flying bird one day that she kept her eyes on the flying target and forgot to see where she herself was headed. There was a water body within the course, a water hazard for players, and Sparky jumped into the water during the chase. It took her a few seconds to realize what she had done; the palpable panic on her face broke our hearts. My husband ran to one end of the pond and I ran to the other side, Sparky stopped in the middle and froze for a second but immediately turned back and paddled back to safety.

We pulled her out of the muddy water, cleaned her up as best as could and then carried her home for a hot bath and chicken broth :)

To be continued…

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By Sulekha Rawat

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P.S. – I missed out on writing G, H and I posts due to unexpected travel plans but am trying to catch up :)

Football Fan

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This is my fourth time at #AtoZChallenge and my theme this year is Sparky, my 11-year-old Dalmatian. You can read all about my theme here.

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First day…friendly puppy…forever ours…family’s pet…these are some of the titles I toyed with in my head before deciding on Football Fan. There is a good enough reason for my choice and I will reveal it to you soon.

I am cricket crazy, like the one-day matches to five –day ones but my children prefer football. It would be easier if both of them were on the same side but life is not meant to be easy :). My daughter likes Liverpool and my son is a Manchester City fan. But they let Sparky make up her own mind and pick a team she liked.

vcm_s_kf_repr_623x834We clicked a picture of Sparky trying to play with the battered old football at home, she posed readily for us. There was a parking lot in front of our house and kids used to play football on its concrete surface in the evenings. Sparky used to watch them play and we think she learnt a few tricks from them :)

Football Watch out Ronaldo, here comes Sparky :)

After a few months,Sparky had outgrown her infatuation with football and expanded her horizons to include golf in her interests. A funny incident involving Sparky at the golf course will be in my post tomorrow, stay tuned for her birdie, did I mention water? Sandbox?

To be continued…

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By Sulekha Rawat

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Excitement At Home

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This is my fourth time at #AtoZChallenge and my theme this year is Sparky. You can read about my theme in detail here

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Kids etdIf you have followed my posts from the beginning of this blogging challenge, you’d know what this picture means :) You can see the happiness on their faces after they got Sparky home.

Today I will let the pictures do the talking.

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Little Kartik handing over Sparky to his big sister :)

Both of them took turns caring for Sparky, carrying her out into the garden after her every meal to get her used to the idea of relieving herself out of the house. I sat back and watched them being responsible and caring for the little pet they loved so much.

To be continued…

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By Sulekha Rawat

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Darling Of The House

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This is my fourth time at #AtoZChallenge and my theme this year is Sparky, my 11-year-old Dalmatian. You can read all about my theme here.

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Blogging From A To Z Challenge (April 2015)

The story continues – Darling of the house

My daughter, Shloka, carried Sparky inside the house with Kartik, my son, yelling Me, Me. I just stood in one corner and watched the unparalleled joy on my children’s faces. Shloka was in class 10 and Kartik in class 7 but they looked like babies admiring their most precious toy. How could I take this joy away from my children? Couldn’t I learn to live with my fear and be the mother they would love to look up to? At that moment nothing else mattered more than keeping that look of happiness and wonder on my kids’ faces, my mind was made up but they didn’t know it yet.

Just then Sparky looked up at me and her eyes seemed to bore into my soul, as if questioning my reluctance in accepting her into my heart and home. Shloka and Kartik picked Sparky up after the allotted 2 hours and trudged out to leave her back with her mother, Spooky. I followed them there and when my friend opened the door and saw me, she knew I had changed my mind. She picked up Sparky and put her in Shloka’s arms and told her she was hers forever, a gift.

Shloka couldn’t believe her ears, she looked at me for confirmation and I nodded in agreement. Kartik and Shloka hugged me and promised to look after Sparky, clean up after her, take her for walks and do everything for her. I wasn’t to lift a finger for Sparky except making her food; they even offered to help me with cooking it. How long did they keep their word is another story altogether :)

I realized that sometimes the happiness of those we love is more important than self-preservation. As I glanced at the tiny puppy sleeping in my daughter’s arms, I thought to myself, “I am so much bigger than her, what can she do to me?”

My children understood something crucial that day too, they were convinced I loved them more than life itself and would go to any lengths to shield them from life’s blows and safeguard their happy smiles. By welcoming Sparky into our house, I added another loving member to my family…contd.

By Sulekha Rawat

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