PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Tomorrows

*********

I know very well that the title of this piece is nonsensical and idiotic and people mayn't read it. But again after a second thought there is no point in grieving forever over some milk which had splattered on a floor and since dried up along with tears from an idiot named bishu.My dearest friends on this wondrous site please do excuse me for not posting any words for some time.I have to remain sane. Crying all the while wont help and neither will peering into unknown eyes for a shimmer of sympathy and solace.Such is the way of the world and I am just a part of the BIG Crossword Puzzle being played on the enormous chessboard of the cosmos.

As you have all seen [if you saw my profile] that it is of a humble dog who has left behind a fortune of gold for me and my happy family.He has sent the eternal blotting paper to soak my tears so that I mayn't be sneered at in public.After all what's a dog worth!! I am thankful to The Eternal Puzzle Maker for gifting me the company of Bhulu aka Gau for eleven short years.Who says dogs are dumb ?? They do speak and in a very very clear language with their eyes,paws,tail and body.I wish him all the happiness in the place where he is now[wherever that may be] I will and must meet him there when my time comes and we'll again be together.

Thank you all those on this site who have given me solace & condolences.Please do pray silently if any of you believe in prayers.

Coming to the matter which I had decided to write... Once upon a time in a faraway land in a faraway tomorrow a thought call was sent by me to a veterinary hospital informing that my pet dog was not feeling well. A hovercraft stopped before my tiny house in five minutes. A green light was flashing on the top of the hovercraft which was white in colour and has a huge red cross painted in luminous paint on its body and underbelly.

Two uniformed masked young men and a pretty starched nurse came into my apartment and went directly to my dog's sofaside without waiting for my directions. The knew their job well and were obviously professionals of the best kind.One "doctor" a kind-looking man took out a colourful soft teddy rat from his side-bag and put it in front of the ailing dog.Doggy lifted his head and began wagging his tail and tried to extend his left paw to get the rat.While the animal was busy with the fluffy rat the second "doctor" tested doggy's heartbeats and external symptoms. The lovely looking friendly young lady nurse gave doggy an injection with the tiniest of needles withhout inflicting much  pain.Strangely enough doggy was quite at peace with the three unknown people and went on playing with the fluffy rat. 

Doggy didn't eat well the next day but thoroughly enjoyed the rat-play.The frindly "doctors" arrived and took my permission to take him to the "hospital" for further tests and complete treatment procedures. Doggy happily wnet into the hovercraft ambulance and in a few minutes we were at the "hospital"

"Happy Hospital" the signboard read as the hovercraft parked itself on the terrace of the three-storey building. On all sides were beautiful tended grassy lawns and tall shady trees with flowering shrubs planted here and there. The "patient" was taken in a light blue vinyl stretcher alongwith his "rat" to the "testing chamber". I was surprised to see the colourful gadgets in the room which looked more like a childs playroom. The mammoth "scanner" scanned doggys whole body and we both (me and doggy) were taken to the "witing lobby" where I was served cool milk shake and doggy was given a calcium vitamin bone to chew on.Next we both went to the senior doctors chamber where a diagnosis was typed out with a detailed prescription and a diet chart.

We were escorted back home in the hovercraft and just before we alighted a barcode tage was pasted onto doggys collar. Shortly afterwards doggy settled on his sofa-bed and had a big hearty meal of rice and boiled chicken and a big bone of lamb. He was very very happy.

No dear readers there was really nothing to be happy about. It was just a distant thought which I felt like scribbling... Thank you for your kind read ~a nonsensical idiot named bishu~