Dear God,
I have an immense faith in you that you must be reading my letter. As you are already acquainted by my friend's entry into your world, I just want to share some things with you, hoping that through your eternal power, you would pass on to her whatever iam writing to you. Gracia would always be like my immortal friend. Even though we two used to reside in different places, I could rebuild my happiness by feeling her smell at my home, just after she lost her earthly existence. We both were tied by an invisible knot. I loved to massage her limbs and she used to wag her tail in immense pleasure. I also used to trouble her sometimes. Do apologize to her on my behalf. I used to pretend that I have something edible in my hand and enacted that I am throwing something towards her, her eyes following my actions, wondering where the food has gone! I then grinned at her and stuck out my tongue, followed by a word ‘patchka!’ in Hindi.
I enjoyed going with her for a walk, her body swaying from left to right, her head turning towards me in intervals, just ensuring that I am safely trolling behind her. I loved it when her ears stood in an erect position, whenever I called out “Gracia!” To click her pictures was the most tedious part. Even though we called out her name hundred times, she never used to look directly towards the camera. I feel that dogs are not that photogenic!
Her triumph and excitement when my sister used to tie the leash around her neck for the walk always made me feel that there is no tomorrow. Jumping and panting, she showed more vigour that Rapunzel who was liberated from that tower after eighteen years! I laugh endlessly when I recollect that scene. For me, Gracia would always be my immortal friend because she would be as fresh in my memory just as the rising sun. She loved me unconditionally and I loved her back in the same way. Now I love her beautiful experiences which she shared with me.
My sweetheart:
You will take the form of an eternal presence in my heart, untouched by time and space. Distances would vaporize and tears would stick to my eyelashes when I will remember you. But with a smile I would say, as if you are right there hearing me: I love you Gracie and always will!

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