Dawg

I noticed that pictures are seriously wanting in this blog. Funny enough, since I am quite a photo person.

Nothing much to say here. What that is needed to be said has been conveyed.

Achieving calmness and serenity in life is an uphill task. Actually it is a simple thing. I take my dog out for a walk.

A fine day it was, and after the rain too. Air was cool, sun was shying behind clouds. The smell of wet grass mixed with humid mud had this tranquillising effect on me. Fang's bladder was loaded, so the two of us went for a walk, something I have not done in quite a while. I took my camera along, just in case.

Fang had his nose sticked to the ground for most of the walk; only on certain occasions he looked up at his surroundings, or to throw me a happy glance. Walking beside him is peace, at that particular hour, despite the wait for him to let it out.

I looked at the place. This is my neighbourhood. I remember trying to cycle here, on this road, without my hands. I failed of course, and my tuition books spilled out onto the road. That was the last time I fell, and I learnt how to cycle the 'cool' way, ie hands off.

I remember the field. I guess I had lots of practice here, running and jumping and avoiding slippers in a 'Cili' game. I played football with a few Indian friends, and we still talk to this day. This field was my game, and it gives me what I have today. And every time it rains, the fields became like paddy fields. Hah...

Fang finally let it all out. Guess that's the call to go back, to go back..

At least we had some time together, just the two of us, eh Fang? Though you're a dog instead of a chick... hmm... =)