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A Letter to Dog-Heaven

How do you communicate with the departed? What if there’s no last meeting, what if You are 2 days late? In a first of its kind in my blog, I’m writing a letter to Dog-Heaven, where my beloved angel is probably spreading her love and her laughter…

Dear Scamper,

It’s been two months now, but I think of You every day. You are always in my mind. I’m sorry I couldn’t write to You earlier. I am sad. I am still gutted but I understand why You left my side. You have been fighting illness for the past 2 years and more, to the point where finally You had to give in. I am still hollow today, hurt beyond imagination at this loss. But don’t worry too hard, dear, I’ll make it through.

I remember the first time I saw You, I remember it so clearly that I feel younger right this moment. I go back roughly 12 and a half years , that enchanting morning when the quirky 14 year old version of me rushed into the living room and saw You sitting solemnly in a little box. You little face was puzzled at the newness around You and I remember holding You in the palm of my hands, bringing Your face close to mine. Your eyes were ever so lively as You looked into mine and I hope You remember licking my nose for the first time, for with that began the special relation between You and my nose. I felt a certain charm, like a fairy tale coming true. I used to live in the world of Enid Blyton even then, reading her books and imagining a special world of my own. You were the first person to be part of that world, instantly, and I named You from out of Enid Blyton’s books as well. My very own Scamper. I don’t think I realized then how beautiful life would turn out to be with You around.

We both grew up together, I was in my teens, You were a toddler. You were even more beautiful with each day and naughty and restless like me. I dare say Maa had her hands full, bringing us up. And how You loved her! You’d sleep peacefully on her lap, lay tangled in her hair and smile. We all knew You could smile. And whenever we were naughty, Baba would scold us and then You’d sit quietly in the corner, feeling sorry and looking so sad and dejected that Baba couldn’t help but call You back lovingly. And You’d rush to him, like You knew heaven was in his arms. Days were beautiful with You around!

From the middle of class 10 to the end of class 12 and until joining college, I spent every single day with You. You showed amazing ability to recognize all of my close friends and welcome them. My days were brighter with You around. You were my world, You were my everything. And then, we grew up, living life on weekends, cheering Manchester United or listening to music and then later on jamming alone or with friends, with You always by my side. I would have been a totally different person without You, I realize I learnt so much from You. I guess a little bit of Your free spirited nature, Your jolliness brushed into me and made me a better boy. I still have a little bit of You inside me and that makes me a better man each day.

So goodbye, my friend, my angel, my sister. I shall miss You. I shall stay awake late at nights and think of You. Maa and Baba misses You every moment, home feels so empty now without You. Right now, You are probably in dog heaven. I heard there’s miles of green grass for You to run there, loads of biscuits and carrots that You loved so much and so much love that You shall be happy forever. But sometimes, think of me and remember all those good times we spent. Because I remember You, I miss You. Because I think of You everyday, You are always in my mind, You’ll always be. Because, with You gone, I just became a little bit more lonely.

As I write this, Regina Spectre’s “The Call” is playing in the back drop… it’s as if You are speaking to me “I’ll come back, when You call me, No need to say Goodbye”.. and I'm calling out to You...

Love
The Nose Guy


Location: Guwahati, Assam, India

Comments

  1. AnonymousJune 21, 2012 at 9:26 PM

    Another poignant Piece of writing. Full fo tender emotions . The Love Between Scamper and Nose Guy is amazing.

    She's is with you always

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  2. DeepungsuJune 21, 2012 at 10:36 PM

    Thanks a lot :)

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  3. AnonymousSeptember 15, 2013 at 11:08 AM

    Some words are so powerful that they can bring memories back live...Scamper was the luckiest dog...She probably is smiling right now cause these are exactly things she also wanted to tell.

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