Friday, January 18, 2008

Budi United With Family

January 5th, 2005

Life was moving pretty fast. I was only two month’s old, separated from my three siblings and my natural mother. The house where I was received was a nice one, absolutely clutter less. Just as I was leaving my mark on the floor expressing my approval (read soosoo) Baba announced that taxi had come. Ma picked me up in her lap and started climbing down the staircase. Baba handed over the keys of the house to a stranger, picked up the luggage and followed us. Soon we were traveling to some destination, about which I had no idea. I could sense Ma looking relieved, as if some heavy weight was off her shoulders. My sixth sense was telling me that they were going to enter a new phase of their lives, with a new addition, which was me.

We reached Delhi. Babi didi had come to receive us at the station. After handing over the piece of luggage to Baba, when Ma finally appeared at the door with me in her lap, Babi didi looked suspiciously at Ma, she had been in touch with Ma till the end and I had been no where in the picture. It took Ma some time to convince her that I was a new member of the family, acquired legitimately, not kidnapped. Babi didi still was not fully convinced. She must have transmitted the news to Runu didi, for Runu didi entered the house after some time, looking in all direction. All this while, I was hiding behind Baba who was having a nap after lunch. As I got a new scent - I peeped from Baba’s back, our eyes met. She let out a scream “how cute!” with a big smile. At last Babi didi smiled too. Thus I came to know my new family.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Budi Comes Home

From Budi's Diary, 5th Jan 2005

Ma calls me reincarnation of Raja, who occupied 37/G from the inception of that house till the end, leaving behind a void, which I filled up at the very last moment when they were going to bid good bye to Jamshedpur for all time, picking up the threads, where Raja had left it.

Ma believes that my coming was providence, a divine intervention, as I came against all odds. She had a sickly mobile, which she had kept on charge with twelve rupees talking time left to its credit. The taxi had been ordered, luggage packed, neighbours bidden good bye, and in that final hour the phone rang. Ma thought that it was from one of her daughters, but no! It was a male voice.

“Did you want to have a pup?”

“But who told you so?”

“Dr. Mahato, your vet”

“But we are leaving Jamshedpur, we have to catch the 1’o clock train in the afternoon. It is already noon now”

“I am coming, just wait 10 minutes for me”

"Where will you come from?”

“Sakchi”

“How can you reach in 10 minutes?”

“Leave that to me”

I came by scooter, held tightly by the pillion rider. I was scared and extremely anxious about what game fate was going to play with me but my fears were allayed, when Baba dashed a benevolent smile at me and ma cuddled me up in her lap, which felt cozy and warm. I knew that I was in safe hands.