Bim ,the little pup.hmmmmmm.I shared a wonderful relationship with him.When I was in my seventh class there was this puppy in our street. I looked at it,and was bowled. It was soo innocent and lovely. I started feeding it. My parents were strictly against it buy later obliged because I was and still am quite stubborn . my brother helped me in convincing my parents. He supported me as always. I had recently seen a movie in those days in which the dog’s name was bim. So I named him bim. He loved me unconditionally and I too loved him the same way. He was my baby.we both were great friends. I spent my evenings with him.i used to use the baby language to tell him whatever happened the whole day at school. I shared everything with him. I told him about everything. He used to listen to me,and look at me with his innocent eyes as if he understood everything. He was a wonderful companion a person can ever have. After two months we observed that bim was becoming very weak. Even if we fed it well,it was growing weaker and weaker by the day. We decided we better take him to the vet. My brother and his friend kishore took bim to the vet. The doctor told him that the dog had some dreadful disease and that it was dying. The doctor told that the dog would not live for long. After bringing it back from the vet he told me that bim was dying. I couldnot believe my ears. I cried a lot. Daily in the evening after coming back from school ,I used to go to him and see whether he had eaten his food. Then I used to go to the terrace and sit quietly looking at the sky and pondering over things like life,death….. and many other things which I dint understand then. Bim was in great pain and it was quite evident. He would sit quietly beside me. When I talked with him, he could hardly lift his head and see him. I used to pray that he should get well soon . I had immense faith in god. I felt that bim wouldnot die because he was very good and innocent dog. There were many unanswered questions ,like why is bim suffering ,why only my bim ,why did it come into my life,why is it leaving me now,why is god doing all this to me and bim and many more which I cant exactly put into words. Nothing was in my hands. I was feeling helpless and so would cry a lot.i watched helplessly. But somewhere deep down I believed bim would get well and everything will be alright. Till then I have never prayed to god with such intense,hope and faith. I couldnot take the suffering of my little pup. Whenever I used to look into his noble,kind eyes, I used to feel as if it was talking with me and asking me”save me,I want to live,cant u do anything. I couldnot stop myself from crying whenever I looked at him. Everybody in my house were concerned about him and were feeling sorry for him. My brother loved it. He too was feeling the pain himself about bim but he would never express it. My mom was worried about me. Everything was so paining . this continued for about 12 days. On September 4th evening,I still remember I took warm milk for him,he was not there. I called out for him ,he was lying under the stairs. he did not drink the milk,I touched him gently and with tears running on my face I left. I knew the time has come to say goodbye to my dear friend. I went into our bed room and I cried myself to sleep. That day he did not eat anything. Early the next morning our servant maid called us and told us that bim was not moving and he was probably dead. It was September 5th and it was teachers day. I was like dumbstruck. I was speechless thoughi was expecting this would happen. I was not talking. mom slapped me on my face to bring me back to my normal senses. The maid was taking bim to bury him. I ran down the stairs and looked at him. I touched it for one last time. Everything was over but I coulnot let go.i did not eat anything. There were teachers day celebrations at school. Mom asked me to go to school since I will forget or else to divert my mind from this. I dint want to go to school but mom forced me. With a heavy heart I went to school. My mom told me that if I cried his soul wouldnot rest in peace and asked me to think about the happy times we had together ahd be happy,then he will happily go to god. Everybody at school were asking me about what had happened cause my eyes were red . I told my friend haritha about what had happened. She felt sorry for bim and consoled me. I did not enjoy the programmes obviously. All the while I was thinking about bim. Then there was strange kind of feeling that bim was relieved from the pain and suffering which it was undergoing. It indeed was relieved. I prayed to god to take care of him in heaven. I imagined bim playing around happily in heaven. That gave me solace. There were many questions like why did god do this n all. Though there was pain of loosing him, I was happy that he was relieved of the pain and suffering. For the first time in my life I experienced the pain of loosing a loved one. Though bim is not with me in physical sense,he is always alive in my heart. The love,affection and friendship which existed between us will remain as long as I live. We spent wonderful moments together which I always cherish.even now I try to find him in the stars. Now when I think about him even after so may years ,the memories are still fresh. When I think about the good times we had together I feel happy. Bim taught me how to love unconditionally without expecting anything in return.i had learnt the fist lesson in my life,i.e to to cherish every moment of life and to live it to the fullest.
No matter how busy you are , don’t forget to live life to the fullest,that still exists. Enjoy every moment of life. It wont be there forever.seize every minute,look at it,literally see it,feel it,live it cause you will never get it back.
Treat every relationship as if it's the last one, then you'll know howto Give.Treat every moment as if it's the last day, then you'll know how toTreasure.Treasure what you have right now, or else you may regret one day. And always leave your loved ones with a loving word cause that maybe the last time you see them.
LIVE LIFE TO THE FULLEST WHO KNOWS KAL HO NA HO.
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