For quite some time, I have been thinking about writing something different which has nothing to do with animals. Ideas come to my mind, but I guess I have been too lazy. By the time, I’m free to come online, I’m extremely tired & I prefer playing games. And when I write, it’s mostly about the plight of animals or how humans are killing & torturing other humans.
Once I thought writing about my teachers, but then I couldn’t. I think I had the best teachers in the world with the exception of just 1 or 2 not being that great. School, college, & university – everything was sure fun. Although it’s hilarious to meet grandmothers & aunties who went to St. Josephs’ Convent. They never get tried of bragging about their schooling & I wonder who in 2010 would be impressed.
I was also thinking about the portrait of Mona Lisa. We had one in our old house. Many people say that it’s a self-portrait of Leonardo. Whatever the truth is, I have never been fascinated by that painting. And I don’t know what my father liked in it. Once I told Z that Hamlet is the Mona Lisa of Literature & she thought I was cracking a joke.
I don’t know if I ever mentioned it that I didn’t like cats. Of course I didn’t harm them in any way, but I was madly in love with dogs. I still am. We had one named Jaime when I was a kid. She was a darling. Anyway, when I was doing my Post-Graduation, I saw Winnie for the 1st time & I don’t know what happened, I was instantly in love with that injured kitten. And I have been in love with cats ever since. They make me forget dogs at times, but nevertheless dog was actually my 1st love & cat is my last love.
Speaking of dogs reminds me that people often say men are like dogs. I just don’t agree with it. I think I was purblind whenever I had a hopeless crush or an ominous love. Really I don’t know what the fuck was I thinking. My 1st love was a piece of shit. Guy 2, Guy 3 & Guy 4 were all creeps, to put it mildly. I think it was my fault. The kind of guys who admire me are quite different from the ones I liked. Mostly, it’s a full time harami guy who falls for me & this too had been a headache for a long time, because our friends & elders pour shit in our minds & we dream about impossible situations rather than accepting what’s there for us. We ourselves have 101 faults & yet we want a perfect guy. This is bullshit. I tell my kid sister not to make this mistake.
After Fluffy’s death, I was down & in ‘Obsession Obliterated’ I wrote that I left MW. Well it’s purely addictive. I couldn’t stay away from it that long. I also wanted to quit smoking this year & I have done that a couple of times but due to peer pressure, one starts smoking again. It’s on my agenda though. I’m not afraid of cancer or any other disease. But I simply don’t like the taste of cigarette.
I didn’t know how I felt about Fluffy till he died, but it was a different case with Princey & Tokyo. I’m going to write on them some other time. I think I would write on Tokyo most probably on his death anniversary; his death motivated me to write as I couldn’t take it. About Princey, I don’t know. I didn’t even like it when someone petted him. So actually I don’t know. Right now Tasha is sitting in my lap & he’s being all love. Tasha is a boy & nobody likes the idea of calling a boy by such a girly name, but Tasha & I like it. And I forgot to mention that a new member has been added. His name is Snowy. He’s one & a half year old, & he’s not that friendly…so we need to work hard on him. And I literally detest it when people use 'it' for an animal. That's so out of fashion & idiotic, to say the least.