In Loving Memory of Modjo

 

      In Loving Memory of Modjo

When I think of Modjo, I remember the adorable, dark-eyed, blue-eyed boy who became a beloved part of our family. Modjo entered our lives on September 20th, 2010, born to Nikki and one of her seven pups.

From the moment he was born, Modjo proved to be a fighter. He faced many challenges throughout his life and always emerged victorious. I vividly remember when, at just 2-3 months old, he contracted Parvo virus. Tragically, his sister Mocha didn’t survive, and we feared we might lose Modjo too. He was hospitalized for a week, receiving intensive care. Every day, I visited him after work to check on his progress. For the first three days, he didn’t recognize me as he lay exhausted under drips. I whispered in his ear every day, reassuring him that he would get better. On the fourth day, when he wagged his tail at the sight of me, I knew he was going to make it.

As Modjo grew, he blossomed into a handsome and vibrant dog. He was always excited about the simple joys of life: his walks, playtime, food, car trips, and even the fireworks. Unlike other pets who would cower at the sound of crackers, Modjo would bark and jump, trying to catch them mid-air.

Modjo’s love for food was unmatched, and he had a particular fondness for bananas and chicken. He eagerly waited for dinnertime, hoping to get a bite of whatever we were eating.

He also adored car rides, with his head out of the window, feeling the wind rush past him. One of our most memorable trips was to Goa, where he reveled in the beaches, sand, and water.

Modjo had his favorite spot near the door, where he would jump onto the sofa, waiting for cuddles from the family. He also enjoyed sitting near my feet, resting his head on them or curling up under our legs for a nap.

I will always remember the sound of the gate on the ground floor. No matter where he was, Modjo would sense it and rush downstairs to greet us, eager to join us upstairs. If the door was locked, he would bark, waiting for us to open it so he could jump up to welcome us.

These are the moments I will treasure forever, memories that will live in my heart always.

In his final hours, our precious Modjo fought bravely. Even through his pain, he tried to wag his tail, and the peaceful look in his eyes when he saw us gathered around him brought comfort. We were there for him until the very end, and I am grateful for that.

Modjo left us on April 30th, 2023, at the age of 12½ years. His loss has created a void in our lives, but we take comfort in knowing that he is in a better place now. We will miss you always, Modjo. May your soul rest in peace, and may God bless you.

Have Faith – God Has Plans for Each One of Us

 

                   Have Faith – God Has Plans for Each One of Us

 Some incidents which happen in your life makes your belief in God only stronger. One such incident happened recently in the Dec last year when,  I along with few of my office colleagues were on our way to attend another one of our colleague’s wedding in Rajampet, AP.

So we decided to head towards our destination via visiting a few temples in between – Kanipakkam and Kalahasti

We left Bangalore around 8:30-9 am towards Kanipakkam, which is a famous Ganesha temple in Chitoor district .We reached the temple around lunch time. Had a very nice darshan, not much crowd so were able to see the idol for a longer time without being pushed around. We had lunch and proceeded towards Kalahasti which is a famous Shiva temple and is said to be the site where Kannappa was ready to offer both his eyes to cover blood flowing from  the linga before Shiva stopped him and granted him moksha.

The distance from Kanipakam to Kalahasti was around 3 hours approx. and we decided to take the bypass route as per the google and hoping to finish the darshan and reach the destination by 7:30 pm. But as fate had destined, the deviation we took us to a secluded stretch of road with hardly any people but more of cattle / strays on the way. We thought since there is no traffic hence will be able to reach the temple in time.

Seeing the animals we started joking among ourselves saying the road must have been built only for the animals. This stretch took us further in the jungles and uphill. We did meet a couple of local travelers in between who advised us not to go further as the road are blocked. But since we were in a hurry to reach the temple and the road look alright to us, we ignored and kept going further. Around 5:30 pm we realized , when another local person said the same thing, we realized no point in going further and no way we could reach the temple on time and even if we did reach, then we would be very late for the reception . With a heavy heart we turned back and proceeded towards our destination. We took another detour as the locals advised which will take us to Rajampet. By 4 pm only it was getting dark as during Dec, this time, there had been spells of heavy rain in between and by 5:50 it was completely dark. . The detour took us through isolated road which lead to jungles and uphill. We were a little unsure now and only when we saw a couple of headlights in between heaved a sigh of relief.

The rain did not stop. Finally we reached downhill and still driving. We did see a couple of shops in between but they were closing and they guided us to take a deviation further. Since it was raining and dark, we drove slowly and then in front we suddenly saw a herd of buffaloes blocking our way and looking at us. And we said oh god! Not animals again!!!  It was then the buffaloes started giving us way and we started slowing going further and then the headlights of the car showed the road ahead which was completed flooded with water and water gushing out. It was then we saw the warning sign that was put up in a cloth hanging by the side.

We applied breaks suddenly and I completely panicked and told by colleague to turn back. With difficulty he did a U-Turn in that small stretch of road with bushes on both sides, completely dark, raining and not knowing what is on the other side of the bushes.

That incident made all of us realize that somehow those animals that we kept on seeing on the roads must have been some kind of a message that God was sending for us to be careful.  Also it was God that made us turn back at the right time around 5:30 pm so that we could go back. Had it been later, we would not have met any people out there on the lonely stretch of road and could have been stuck in the flooded road. It was those buffaloes which saved us.

And it made us realize that God has plans for us. We thanked God and turned back and this time we were able to reach the highway in the next hour from the detour and reached the destination on time to attend the reception.

Memories of A Stray Dog

 

Memories

 

I am often reminded of this cute little black & white stray whenever I see another one of the same kind on the street. She used to frequent our place daily and it had become her shelter most of the days& night and rainy season.

She had such an angelic face and whenever she used to see anyone of us she would come wagging her tail towards us to pet her and would walk inside the gate with us.

My affection for her grew when in particular she accompanied in twice or thrice when I stepped out for some groceries / personal work nearby and though I tried to shoo her away fearing other dogs might attack her, she did not budge and kept following me. I tried hiding so that she would go away but she used to wait knowing that I was there and will come out. She would sit and wait outside till I finished and then followed me back and left me home safely and would go away.

Now its been more than 2 months and I have not seen her. I fear she is no more and it saddens me that I will not be able to pet her again or see her come running with joy when she sees me. I just hope she passed away peacefully. May God bless her soul.