Love: The thread that binds

Return AddressYesterday, your pet/baby/inanimate object could read your post. Today, they can write back (thanks for the suggestion, lifelessons!). Write a post from their point of view (or just pick any non-verbal creature/object).

Dear mom,

Today I have the power of expression in writing. We always look at each other, and I just sniff,stare,  lick, bark  and runaround to show my love, my concerns. It will be a delight to  express my feelings. I am grateful to you because you saved me from the big truck on the highway, brought me home, gave shelter and took so much care for me. Every morning you tiptoes with breath held,come at gaze at me with big brown eyes( without your glass!) You try to avoid the radar but then, I lift my eyes slowly, wiggle my long tail softly, and say good morning with a lick.. I enjoy the long walk with you on the trail where you love to look at the pretty flowers,birds and I  like  the squirrels , bunnies and the other dogs.  I love to surprise you every time we go to the open field by  digging my nose to some areas, hops, sniffs from different angles, then towards the climax  how I  dive into the grass,rolls around, wiggling back and forth. I love all the playing together with the ball.  You are always so busy but when you smile I see your love. I enjoy sitting next to each other and watch TV. The best thing is all the delicious treats you bake for me and they taste so yummy better than the store brands. I understand all your feelings and emotions and the only way to express is to look at you, snuggle and lick your face. I hope nothing will ever   come between us. Bye for now.

with regard,

faithful Lucy.



Inner perception

By Heart  You’re asked to recite a poem (or song lyrics) from memory — what’s the first one that comes to mind? Does it have a special meaning, or is there another reason it has stayed, intact, in your mind?

Poetry is indeed something divine. The one poem that is serene, uplifting and peaceful for me is England’s poet Laureate William Wordsworth’s Daffodils.

I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o’ver vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the milky way,

They stretched in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay:

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they

Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;

A poet could not be but gay,

In such a jocund company!

I gazed and gazed but little thought

What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,

And dance with the daffodils.

It portrays the deep relationship between nature and human consciousness. The emotions associated with the poet in this poem is not ephemeral but rather permanent and everlasting. Nature appears alive and happy with the cloud floats on high, stars shine and twinkle, waves dance and sparkle in glee. And the beautiful  daffodils are dancing in the breeze, tossing their head. The word ‘Daffodil’ reminds me about the arrival of spring and also joy and happiness of life, the inherent unity between human and nature.Whenever I feel despair or gloomy, the vision of dancing daffodils bring lots of hope in the horizon.

A precious gift

Local Color Daily prompt: Imagine we lived in a world that’s all of a sudden devoid of color, but where you are given the option to have just one object to keep its original hue. Which object and which color would that be.

Really! Hmm.‘A world without color’.O’my. That is too much! Afina stops reading and walks to the bathroom to wash her eyes again.’May be my reading glass is not working properly and time to check with the eye doctor again’, Afina murmurs and then comes back to her laptop and reads the daily prompt again. Wow ! She looks again with a mix of bewilderment and shock.She  walks up lazily to her back yard and gazes at the beautiful celebration of colors on the maple trees, the Hickory, the Dogwood and the  spectacular display of color on the sky. Color is so vital, it facilitate and fulfill  very basic needs, symbolize abstract concepts, thoughts, express fantasy, enhance self-image and memory,brings success.

Afina comes inside to her study room and sits on the chair, then lowers her head gently on the desk, and tries to think, visualize the world. Suddenly she raises her head with a big smile. Blue is the color of the clear sky, the deep-sea, located between violet and green.  She tries to remember how the first stable blue color came from Lapis Lazuli a semiprecious stone  in Afghanistan about 6,000 years ago. Even Afina likes how  this color is used in different religion as Vishnu the super god of Hinduism is often portrayed as being blue, in  Catholicism blue became the  traditional color of robes of virgin Mary, in Islamic world, blue tiles traditionally decorate the facades of Mosques.

Afina looks up and around the wall of her living room. Her husband has decorated with few beautiful paintings of Vincent Van Gogh’s Irises, Starry night and Claude Monet’s Cobalt Blue. She remembers that each time she walks in the trail she loves looking at the kingfisher,the blue jays  and sometimes the blue butterfly. Afina leans back on the chair and looks at the ceiling and tries to see the Blue color in her own personality. She is always honest, trustworthy, prefers peace and tranquility, calmness and order in her surrounding .Afina is a little shy but loves to fight for others, to help others, to make every body happy just like the Pharaohs of ancient Egypt who used blue to protect from the evil. Afina wants to paint the whole world with Blue, so that she can distribute love and bring calmness and stabilization to all the crisis. Afina is confident,  that Blue is the perfect color.

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A Distinct Crowd

Grace looked at the road sign to make sure that it was the right place” 1300 Lamar St.” and then she turned into the parking garage. She was very keen about parking spots so a corner lot was better. Before turning  off the engine,  she arranged her badge, pony-tail and  took a deep breath to relax .Today is the first day of work so it is better to be ontime.. She grabbed her purse and walked towards the front entrance. The doorman opened the door for her and welcomed with a smile. As she entered the lobby, the stunning decoration caught her eye, the beautiful fresh flower arrangement and the arts on the wall. The staffs on the front desk and the concierge  waved their hands to greet  Grace looked at the direction for her office , just left to the staircase, a room with a huge glass windows and double glass doors..As she was opening the door she heard her name”Ms Grace good morning,welcome to our hotel, I am Mr Gulherme the general manager’.Grace shaked his hand with a warm smile. Later that day lots of friendly staffs stopped by to introduce themselves.

The impressive orientation meeting was all about the exceptional service to the guests, the smile, eye contact, respect,& how  each of the staff takes pride, dignity and a satisfaction in how they treat the guests.Working in a five diamond hotel  was a big challenge but Grace tried her best to satisfy the guests at every step, with her exceptional customer service. She was proud to be  a part of the exceptional team.

One day she was busy in her paper work when she heard, Ms Grace I need a big help from you “then  she  turned around to say greet the guest and was startled to see  the famous tennis player the handsome Andrea Aggasi .  It was quiet a surprise ! Later in the afternoon the whole team of basket ball players from LA Lakers. Other day she noticed a beautiful red carpet on the front door to welcome some hollywood movie stars. Only thing was that the staffs are not allowed to take any autographs from them so  you have to keep  them only in your memory .  It was fresh memories every day of the week  there in the famous Four Seasons hotel.In the thirteen long years Grace got a chance to meet famous singers like Kanye West, JayZ, 50 cent, Snoop Dog , political figures like Bush, Clinton Al Gore and in every season all the different  basketball, baseball players, famous movie artists famous golfers. All those personalities are not what the press portrays, but normal human beings like us, a little more  nice, polite & friendly.It was like a dream to see them in real eye, instead of on a TV screen.  Passing days  were more of a new challenge but to face them and overcome them was very satisfying .Grace was very proud in participating all the charitable events of the hotel in Thanks giving, Christmas holidays, also in donating school supplies to the needy students.It has been a long thirteen years in working there but  every turn brought some new and sweet memory. She was grateful to be a part of such a wonderful crowd.

Grace looked at the pictures on the wall with her various  co workers in different occasions & the  certificates , badges  for being  best.  But change is always better. She  smiled and tried to move the frames to a little higher place  to make room for the new ones.