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 ūüôā

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

Check out some other Bloggers participating in the challenge: AtoZ List 2015

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Memories 

Welcome to my space.

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 SheThe story continues…

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

Check out some other Bloggers participating in the challenge: AtoZ List 2015

And the Blog-A-Rhythm AtoZ posts featuring many prolific bloggers