MISSING GOOGLE

This is the story of a dog called Google...and how he came into my life and was taken away by the actions of a rather mean goup of people.(BACKDROP Of This is property dispute)

One evening my bro and self returned from one of our many visits to the cop shop based on false complaints by you know who.As I entered the home, my brother who was shutting the garden gate called out to me,and when i turned to look..there he was curled up and shivering,skinny and scared.

I stood there and without any hesitation the sweet dog ran into my arms,he was so thin and inspite of having a collar round his neck it was obvious he was lost or abandoned and did not know how to fend for himself on the streets.The colony I live in has a pack of dogs (i help look after them and they are my best friends) and if I let him go he would be attacked.

I was really worried as to how I was going to handle the situation because the environment at home is so hostile that I feared for this lil dog.My brother and myself fed him and then wrapped him in a towel and kept him under a shelf in the garden.I could not sleep becasue I knew he was IN DANGER. We covered the shelf with bit of plastic and somehow he stayed put there the whole night.

   The next day we began making enquiries in the area if anyone had seen how he got into the garden, but no one had any leads for us. I knew i had to get him away so i made contact with ngo'S and dog lovers. i asked my friends to take him,spread the word. i also posted on  fb,but everywhere it was  what breed????.

One local said his cousin would take him and so i let him go..i gave them some money and they said they would come and tell me how he was doing and that I could visit anytime. i had no intention at all of keeping him in that hell hole i live in so I probably just jumped at the first opportunity to get him away to safe place .I still remember how I gave them the rope with which I had used to keep him from going in the house..he refused to go...and looked at me so sadly..I must have died a million times in that moment..but i knew i had to be strong and let him go....for his own safety.

i spent the next two days...constantly looking at the spot where he had been sleeeping..in the flower bed and only a mat to shield him from the rain...i cried so hard...

Two days later some a delivery boy from the Pizza shop came rushing to my house and told me that they had seen Google tied to bike outside the pizza shop on the main road.I rushed there and right enough he was lying there,looking worse than when he had come to me...with friction marks, slight wounds on his legs....like welts...I took him straight home.My brother was a bit apprehensive coz it was difficult times for us with our aunt and her daughters who were trying to dispposess us. I had to literally fight my way into the kitchen to even make a cup of tea for my Brother and self.the situation in the house was very hostile and we were in a war zone..how was I going to keep Google safe.But I refused to let go of him till i found a home as in a real home...when he came back from this first attempt to have him adopted.he refused to eat and just lay quiet and had the saddest look in his eyes...probably questioning my reasons for giving him away to those people,coz they obviously conned me and abused him....and left him without food for two days.I sat with him that whole nite in the verandah because it rained so heavy,the tiles from the roof were falling....but I always had him on a leash...I never let him in the house..ever.We carried on like this for two weeks until he got stronger.

When he was better, my brother took him to a shelter at Bandra but they refused to keep him coz he was healthy and the dogs they had were very senior and were sick.They told my brother that we should adopt him ,but my brother explained our predicament. so the lady said she would help by spreading the word.Googlec ame back again..he was so happy to see me..

I was even more determined, that enough was enough I was going to keep him with me till i found a home and my aunt could do what she wanted...coz the house is mine too.and her days of bossing were long gone.

.(my grandma house and my dad is the son of the house)

I was pushed I was abused....long story...atrocities continue..but thats another post.....

Anyway so now I make a complaint and she is quiet...but ...then 26 August cop comes and takes me and bro to station they have claimed we are strangers in the house and have kept the dog to harm her.....we give him the real truth..Cop softens but says that I have to remove the dog because i have no license so i say i am just looking for a  home..he says remove the dog till i get a license.So i say that ok..i will  She SAYS THAT IF THE DOG BARSK SHE WILL CALL THE POLICE.....

ok so i comply with Cops and remove the dog immediately,its raining now .. so i sit with Google under a shed,and really mad at such cruelty.....my brother too sits with him...Google is traumatized..he knows something is wrong....i start making calls..really at my wits end....

Then a miracle..the landlord who is aware of all the bad stuff happening in the family...passes by in his car...he has a heart and gives me the key to the neighbours house above my home..and allows me to use the landing  space for as long as I want.

Google was confined here....for a few more weeks...i would take him for his walks...struggle to get him fresh food coz animal haters did not want me to even give him water from the house.all the good souls i knew were trying really hard to find him a home....He felt my pain...howling pitifully if I so much as left the house to go to the market....I was too afraid to leave him....because  knew he was in danger....

My neighbour would watch him when I had to go to court..even the security guards in the colony would keep him company,and take him for a walk...

He would not want to come back to this home of his..and would tug at his leash when I brought him back from his walks.At night I would sit with him with a candle so he would not be alone in the dark....my friend who is also crazy about dogs would also come and join us in this little space under a staircase.Thank you ....I could swear that Google smiled when she came to see him...Pics says it all..

Life was a struggle...the search for a home was on...Priyanka,,,she too helped by posting it on Fb....I did my best....FINDING GOOGLE a home was my only priority...

Google was adopted by one of the security guards neighbours in Borivali...this time I did not cry....

for almost a year we were in touch...my brother,myself,my fiance they all helped me to maintain Google....i thought someday I  would get him back..if it was gods will....

.Ok.so Google is out of the house...but hey.... .so you know who is not satisfied....the daughter who pulling the strings is even more miffed (very mild word)...so .....unknown to us the filed a criminal case in Nov,2010.running to court behind our backs.I only receive summons in Sept,2011.they accuse my old aunty,my brother and myself of all sorts....matter is in court..but I have faith....am arguing the matter myself....

BOTTOM Line....you dont win a property matter by using an act of kindness against your opponent.Laws of the land will prevail,but laws of nature will provide justice.

I dont know where Google is...but I pray real hard that he is safe...and happy...Am sorry Google... I did my best..I could have done more maybe...but my hands were tied...and they still want to tie my hands ...

they took him away..today there are 9 dogs in the colony...the pack that have been here..they are all over..and my best friends....like I said laws of nature....I Hope they are not harmed in anyway...

I MISS GOOGLE...EVERYDAY!!!!!!!

 

 

 

 

 

TO MY TRUE FRIENDS

ANGEL SHADE

As you traverse the mysteries of life
Battling all storms and weathering all strife,

God is watchin,Silent but Certain

And just when your energy seems to fade
He sends you an angel to give you some shade

So you stop and feel a cool breeze
Exhausted you lay down,desperate for reprieve.

Sleep a good sleep,little one
I am your shade

Tomorrow you wake and run the good race
Find me at the next stop,praying for your grace

Healing you bring to my my sorrowed soul
Never doubt in my life you have an important place

Have faith in yourself,you were born to dare
my conviction is stoic,

You are my angel,true friend and so very rare.......


By Pearl Misquita

MIMO's MIRACLE

Sunanda and Albert had just returned from a working holiday in Thailand and came home to find that Chhutku, their four legged baby was coughing incessantly. They immediately took him to the local animal clinic in order to seek medical aid. However while they were in the examining room, another emergency case arrived and Albert was asked to return the next day as the medical staff had their hands full with the seemingly more serious case.
However this was to be the start of a heart wrenching saga of sorrow and pain as that very night tragedy struck and Chhutku passed away before the sun rose.
Although grief stricken Sunanda and Albert fortified themselves with concern for their remaining pet Mimo.While vets were unable to confirm the true cause of Chhutku’s fatal sickness, it seemed that the next victim was Mimo.
She too began to exhibit signs of some disease and she began suffering from spasms and uncontrollable twitching of the limbs.
The vet made a home visit and administered an anti-rabies vaccine. However this seemed to make Mimo’s condition even worse and they rushed her to the local animal hospital.
Insensitive as it may seem the attending vet asked Albert to take Mimo away from his clinic as he felt she had contracted CDV and this could pose a potential threat to any other of his canine patients.
Albert and Sunanda made a conscious decision that they were going to give Mimo the best medical treatment that they could find.
The island of Alibag, is about 45 minutes by boat from the mainland of Mumbai and so began their frequent journeys to the city in search of a cure for Mimo. By now the locals and frequent travellers were accustomed to seeing this devoted couple with their ailing dog wrapped up in blankets and cradled in a child’s tub. Most of their trips home was heavy with disappointment as they were advised to put Mimo to sleep.
By now she was completely immobilized as the virus had damaged her nervous system to such an extent that she lost the use of her legs and lay still for months together, only the twitching continued. As is the case when a person is bed ridden Mimo developed painful bed sores and Sunanda would turn her over every few hours, all the while cleaning her and talking to Mimo. With her eyes Mimo would respond to every sound which remarkably never lost their spark clearly indicating that she was not ready to give up and had a lot of run left in her. Through all of this she maintained a healthy appetite, while her fleshless out ward appearance belied the fact that she had a strong will to live.
As time progressed and she seemed suspended in this condition Albert took it upon himself to find out as much as he could about this debilitating disease.
He scoured through countless websites and sent out mails to vets and canine experts to all parts of the world in search of some course of action or cure for his Mimo. This continued for almost three months and more often than not the feed back he got was mostly negative. It seemed that his efforts were in vain and while they carried on with their daily lives juggling their business and home, all the while hoping against hope that each new day would bring some good news their way.
Close friends and family expressed themselves by either pitying Mimo or advising the couple to comply with the expert’s advice and euthanize Mimo. But Albert was against this and replied “If I have not given life to Mimo, then who am I to take it from her”. And while Sunanda understood the sentiments of well-wishers, as a wife she fully supported Albert and his selfless mission to save Mimo.
Then one day Albert came across Dr.Pitcairn, a leading and well renowned animal vet.
He replied to Albert’s mail and advised him to refer to the book he had written.This proved to be the turning point and Mimo story went from one of despair to hope.
If left up to Albert he would have flown the doctor down on the first available flight, but since Dr. Pitcairn was no longer practicing he sent Albert a copy of his guide.
( Dr.Pitcairn’s Complete Guide to Natural Health For Dogs and Cats).
This book is now considered a bible in the Belafoe house hold as the prescribed treatment worked wonders for Mimo .Allopathic measures had little or no effect and Albert began treating Mimo with Miso soup,doses of quinine,vitamin B& C.It’s been almost two years since Mimo got sick but she is back on her feet and has maintained her position as alpha dog in the homestead. The homeopathic treatment has worked wonders and Albert remembers the day she walked again, He cried like a baby oblivious to the presence of guests.
All is well with this brave and spirited family who against all odds chose the long and un-trodden path and emerged victorious against an otherwise killer disease.
The combination of unwavering faith in each other and a commitment far superior than any human can fathom, saw them through the darkest of nights and brought back to them the natural beauty of life. They brought in the year 2009 with a grand party and according to reports Mimo was quite the belle of the ball.
Mimo is now all over the place as normal as ever in spite of the fact that her legs still give way and she has lost sight in her left eye, there’s no stopping her now. She gives Sushi and Kaali an equal run for the bone and thotoughly enjoys her weekly Neem baths with the same joie de vivre as a canine Cleopatra .After all she is getting back her coat of hair and deserves all the pampering in the world!!!!!!!!!!!.
This story has a simple lesson:


 Miracles do happen, only if the effort involves infinite love, faith and conviction and the spirit of a dog called Mimo.

DADDY'S GIRL

Its been fifteen year's since my daddy passed away...and last night a friend of mine made a statement that triggered off this post.

He said " Pearl I know that your dad is watching over you!" and it hit me that it is so true....so here is a little story from my childhood that always gives me strength surge full steam ahead when the odds are against me.

I was diagnosed with Rheumatic fever at the age of seven and it was very traumatic for my parents.They spent days and nights keeping the fever under control with eu de cologne swabs and changing my clothes every few hours.My joints would swell up and I was completely bedridden.At one stage the doctors told my parents that there was not much they could do and my mom broke down thinking she was going to lose me.All I could think about was Sports Day which was round the corner and I was completely frustrated at not being able to take part that year.So the daily visits to the hospital with my dad continued and so did the horrible medication.

One of these tablets had to be soaked in water and it would dissolve into a concoction that looked and tasted like milk sour.But dad would sit in front of me and coax me gently to swallow the stuff cause it would make me better.And so I shut my eyes,held my dad's hand and downed the horrid stuff.Believe me it was awful and I had a tough time keeping it down,but i knew that these medicines were expensive and it would not be fair if I wasted any of it.

By the time Sports Day arrived I was still sick and too swollen up to even walk to the loo. But mum and dad had to leave me with my maid as my little brother was running too and they had to be there for him.My sickness had left him pretty neglected and this was an important day for him too.So there I was with my maid and I could hear all the announcements from the field.

Am known to be very stubborn and there was no way i was not gonn make my daddy proud ....so i managed to hobble on to the start and took up my position......my feet were splitting thru my spikes..but all I could see at the finish was a figure 100 meters away,in a checked shirt and long sideburns (was it Tony Curtis)....no..it was my daddy..and the gun went off....I sped thru like a bullet....cutting thru line...head first and straight into his strong brown hands.....I looked at him with a smile as long as the race I had run.....I saw the glisten on his face....yes my daddy cried tooo....but dats coz I was his brave and spunky little girl.....
I still am and will alway be....only this time its my face that sparkles with happy teardrops as I know that I have a father that taught me well and left me with all the most valuable lessons in life....and he is still watchin over me....
Love you daddy!!!!!!
p.s I won the that race..and was carried like a star on the the podium...by my rockstar dad!!!!!

http://www.dogsandpups.net/may09/paw_star.htm

WAITING......

I SEEM TO HAVE DONE A LOT OF WAITING IN MY YEARS......AND AM STILL WAITING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT EXACTLY IS IT THAT I AM SO PATIENTLY HANGING AROUND FOR.....Let me see if I can put it all down once and for all so i can figure it out if I may have just missed tha boat.......

1) Like any other single woman who is quite aware of what a shelf life is, and who is slowly going deaf coz the clock (obviously u know what i mean......no need to explain) is ticking.........am waiting to have a baby.......but in order for that to happen effectively within the parameters of socially acceptable norms.....I need to find an able and willing donor. YEAH yeah there are plenty of able......but not sure about the willing. Then again you get them willing but not so able........wonder if years and years of dealing in dental ceramic could be the cause of not bein able....hmmmm ...all that drilling must have taken its toll.

2)WAITING FOR THAT ELUSIVE LITTLE EMOTION THAT HAS BEEN THE CAUSE OF WARS AND GREAT CRIME.....THE SUBJECT OF AWARD WINNING FILMS AND BEST SELLERS.....and for me, the cause of much grief and embarassment.You see I must explain that last statement......I was embarassed by the grief it caused .......I mean just because a guy proclaims his love for you on a saturday and then he has a change of heart on Monday....does that mean you must bawl your eyes into a different shape.....and silly me has done exactly that....so am now quite ashamed of that ..though back then I imagined I was some tragedy queen in a Hollywood saga.......the thump back to reality still smarts......Hey Girl.......crying and sleeping...crying and sleeping ....thast not going to feed ya is it.....so I got back on my feet and life was good again....at least until the next TRAFFIC SIGNAL.....where i obviously missed the Thump.....

That time of the year......

Christmas is in the air....once again......hardly seems like a whole year has passed since my last christmas which was quite forgettable, in fact ...am not looking forward to this one at all.
Just another day without my family.....mom is in Australia and my bro is at sea .......probably Brazil. Honestly its one of the saddest and most depressing times for me........I miss mom very badly and everytime I make a resolution that next year I will be with my ma and bro but it just never happens......guess i have to work even harder at it.
i know ma is alone and i wish i cud just close my eyes and be with her.......put my head on her lap and sleep for a month.....
Family is so important and i see so many friends that dont appreciate enough.....it makes me wanna wring their necks and scream at them.......especially when they use the cliched lines .....what have you done for me.......Wake -up dude this woman gave birth to u ,she gave you the gift of life.....and if she cannot afford to buy you the latest cell phone ......then just make do with the one she got u last month......even though the one she uses has cellotape all over it ,just to hold the cover in place ....she is keeping it together.

Ma I miss you!!!!!