My cat; sermons, advice, wisdom and dinesty ( a complete misguide – Part 3 )

وہ جو میرا سب کچھ تھا میں اسے کبھی بتا نا سکا

وہ میری بات نا سمجھا سکا نا اپنی مجھے سمجھا سکا

میں نے جب بی جذبوں کی اس سے بات کرنی چاہی

نا اس نے میری سنی نا اپنی مجھے سنا سکا

The English translation of above verse is ( describing my cat, if not complain) …One who was my whole world, I could not dare express this, I could not convey my possessiveness to him neither he never conveyed his feelings to me,

When it was necessary to convey my emotions to Him, he ignored my tellings as his were never meant to be reaching for me…

-“Dogs come when they are called ; cats take a message and get back to you letter – Mary Bly.20151022_152831My cats digital image by me ( without his permission)

( Part 3 ) Just an hour ago I felt symptoms of vertigo, instantly my whole body specially my lower limbs stopped synchronising with my top storey that is my head. I was wrong, immediately I amended my impressions as it was an earthquake. I left the building and rushed outside on the road with my IT colleague. Today is 26th October, exactly 10 years ago Islamabad was almost topsy-turvy on 8th October 2005, leaving Islamabad and northern region with heavy loss of life and property. The demons of superstition haunted my weak nervous system like reputation of fashion trends history is repeating itself after ten years. Visual proof of destruction of the last ‘big one’ can be seen in the category of ‘Earthquake’ 2005 in photography section in my website link Earthquake. Due to my occasional swimming habits suspicion of vertigo was quite natural, but then the diagnosis was over ruled as I did not suffer from swimming ear infection at all.

مصروف تھے سب اپنی زندگی کی الجھنوں میں
ذرا سی زمیں کیا ہلی ،
سب کو خدا یاد آ گیا

The news immediately appeared in BBC app, CNN and Google Newsstand apps showing this tremor reading 8 at the Richter scale and the last big one was 7.9. T and me were spiritually praying the destruction may not be likely. As usual, I being horrendously selfish left the building leaving T behind. Dramatically, T was already on the road, can’t say whether he followed me or the animal sense warned him in advance about the coming earthquake. I never said, ‘T go outside and play’. Now we are back in the room discussing this earthquake being survivors. Friends, humans can be perished in a moment, hence, life is short so go slow. We tend to plan the long term arrangements ignoring there are no guarantees of existing moments. That is why, I am totally and fiercely enjoying moments of T’s company. T treats me as a person, sometimes no matter how small I become. I wish I had a dog whom I could take for a walk, quite an adventure as Islamabad usually is less noisy and greener. In fact, T prefers to do the walk alone, maybe he attends the corner meetings with few vagabond tom cats. I don’t mind such conspiracies, I don’t know against whom, but on the positive note, the mandatory potty rituals are carried out during such corner meetings. That is why I had preferred to adopt a kitten over a dog. Another advantage, or let’s say free service I earn from T is balancing acts of T during my mood swing episodes. More importantly, a silent and non tangible communication with you all ( the readers of this blog ) also provide me valuable stabilisation to my depression. Combined both treatments sources have now become quite affective, least to say and to admit.

Not too long in the distant past I suffered from bouts of sudden high blood pressure, advice came from most unexpected sources ( revelation came from my cook ) to keep aquarium fishes. I purchased it and kept wonderful creatures. Guys, don’t assume it is fancly easy to maintain aquariums as shown in Hollywood movies. In those days my fears were stronger than the hopes , I quickly learnt the basics of aquarium keeping. If aquarium is not cleaned every two weeks and light intensity required is not provided the fish will die. Temperature has to be of a standard measurement. Nonetheless, all this effort is worth the joy talking to fish. To your and my surprise, I used to stare at fishes for ten minutes thrice a day and my BP was manageable. That time T was not around; cant say how T would have reacted in presence of other gorgeous fish. During this unstable psychological condition, which I was hiding from the world became more visible when abruptly I kept turtles also in a separate open turtle tank ( more about my panic attacks sometime later ). Videos posted about animals and pets specially on Facebook are more educational and entertaining than those containing adult material. Mark Zuckerberg is worth mentioning here, it seems Facebook is going out of his control in this regard and the dot com revolution has already back fired ( see my Time International magazine letter March 2000 on article section link of letter). We rise by lifting others and not by bulling, as an exception when apparently T bulling me provides me relief from my emotional disorders…

Kissing someone for two minutes burn two calories, get slim now and its OK to believe in love again…

                                                                                        To be continued…

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Enjoy the joy…

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