Cogitation

"Wish I could hug her for one last time" "Yes. But You are far away. I'll do it for You. She'll understand... hopefully" "I'll do it for You" "She'll understand, hopefully" Are these things we tell ourselves or to one another when there is nothing You can  do to stop someone from dying? Dying, the final departure, is as momentous as birth of a child. Then all there is, is memory: the time we spent here on earth, made our little history. And then one day we say goodbye ourselves.  We bade goodbye to Lily yesterday.  I am happy that she doesn't have to suffer her blindness, her traumas, her many physical difficulties, her pains and aches. But something wrings at my heart that I will never be able to hug that being in that gossamer poodle body.  It had been decided that our fifteen year old poodle, Lily, had had enough of earthly existence. She'd got bad treatment in the pound before she was one year old, She survived four su...

 My understanding of fidelity and idealism is increasingly blurred. Heretofore my understanding of it was that it was most visible when everything around you seemed to rise in your face like a tsunami and you stood there, empty handed, with no other defence except your conviction. Tact & diplomacy lost importance in the hour of a non negotiable need to speak out. You are an idealist precisely when You cannot afford it! You have a noble cause and no will to compromise. That to me was what being idealistic was. I'm not sure if it holds true anymore.  Today adaptation seems to have replaced idealism. Compromise appears to be the safest option if we want to live in our insane society!  Of course, everyone has some cause or other that he cherishes. But when that cause is merely to survive , you rest assured that the spirit of man is breaking. If the ultimate sense of living is to wake up and go about the business of gathering food or means to acquire food & shelter. Th...