As I try to make a list of things I cherish most in my life, my eyes fall upon a furry bundle lying in the middle of the room. I gaze at it and realise how silly I could be! The most cherished thing is right there in front of me, why do I need to mull over it so? The thing happens to be my pet dog - my son, Chikoo - the most important part of my life since the past 12 plus years. I consider him to be my anchor, only after my mother.
For, what will I do, when the loneliness gets frightening and friends or family are unavailable to lend their support? How will I manage when life and her eccentricities overwhelm me, leaving me a nervous wreck? Who will give me a patient hearing and assent to my point of view, indulging the fireball hidden within me?
For me, Chikoo isn't an animal, but a loving soul who speaks with his eyes. He reads my mind like a book and reprimands me with a bark if he smells something fishy! His silent reassurance which calms me instantly, his strength of character that teaches me so much, has helped me wade through the highs and lows of these eventful 12 years that we have been together. He actually feels like an extension of my entire being, and living without him would feel like living a handicapped life.
His faithful company, his unconditional love and silent support, his patience, understanding and acceptance of my volatile nature and his constant reassurance that our love will go on, is all that has held me together. My only fear is, what if the tides of time wash away the memories I cherish, leaving me with nothing to hold on to for the rest of my life?
Who is your cherished one? Do share it with me.
* This is my post for the Cherished Blogfest 2016 . Do join in with your posts, too. You will love it!