An Ode to Memory

Posted on the 30 March 2014 by Yamini
Dawn,How I wish you were here. I remember how shy you were to show your joy.You would look out for me, search for me and then make it sure you didn't acknowledge your love Was it grace, was it poise or were you scared of being seen with meBut I could never miss the twinkle in your eye...You left and I kept looking for you, for days .....it has been months and I still can't help but miss you, I still can't help but feel the void. "The contract is over. They are gone", that's what they told me. I refused to believe and hoped it was false....but .....Starting that day I continue to live in the past. Each time I walk down the corridor, I keep looking at the corner, hoping that someday you would appear, someday things will come back to what they were. I hope for both of us, that someday we will live in a world not governed by structures of money...someday there will be a time, when i can pat you to my heart's content and you can enjoy all the attention with the peace you always exude......I wait for the day when you will come back. 
Rooney, We've had a very turbulent relationship, it all started with me being vary of your enthusiasm. I must say you scared me and scarred me as well. But your affection was so contagious, I was only swept away by it. Each time you would put your paws on me and jump on to me, I loved the attention. Each time you would run to reach out for me, I felt important. The day when I got to know that we might probably never meet again, that was the day I started believing in science fiction, that was the day when I hoped there would be an invention where the gap between species is bridged. I started wishing someday you will learn how to make a call and call me on my mobile. Dawn would never make the first call, but I'm sure you would do. I'm sure you would come that extra mile to meet me. The communication has improved, it now connects one corner to the other but it hasn't been able to connect me to you. Sometimes I think it might never happen, that only makes me feel miserable. I long to run around with you, I promise this time I would be as enthusiastic as you were. I thought I was made of stone but you proved me wrong. From one who said nothing mattered, you made me acknowledge things mattered. Promise me you will call me the day when some wonderful science human being finds a way to connect us.Will you? I wish I belonged to your species, atleast we could have shared a home, kennel that's what they call it don't they?