“Every night in my dreams, I see you, I feel you,
That is how I know you go on…
Far across the distance and spaces between us,
You have come to show you go on…
Near, far, wherever you are, I believe that the heart does go on….”
As I hum these lines along with Celine Dion, my eyes fall on Chikoo’s picture that hangs on the wall in front of me, and I am overcome with emotions. Every single time I hear this song, the only person who comes to my mind is Chikoo – my pet dog.
It will soon be a year since he passed away. April 20th is a date I will never forget. Well, how could I? That is the day I lost a piece of my heart!
Unlike in the song, I don’t dream of Chikoo every night. He has visited me in my dreams just twice in the past year. But, I have no complaints now, for he is here with me in the form of my parrot Cookie. She resembles him in manner and character so much, it’s mind-boggling! I feel his presence so strongly sometimes, I actually look around to see if I can spot his spirit floating around me!
It may seem rather strange for one who hasn’t ever had a pet, but for me, my pet dog was a very important part of my life for as long as he was with me. 13 years is quite a long period, isn’t it, for a soul to have an effect on the people around?
We all look for our dear departed in Life around us in the hope of spotting the angels who live on in our midst even from the beyond. Life often gives us glimpses into the paranormal through incidents that cannot be explained, but which instil a belief in life that exists after death.
How we hold on tight to that glimmer of hope that our loved ones who may have crossed over are very much with us, protecting us, showering us with their love even from the other side!
That’s just how I feel when I look at Cookie. When she peers at me with a look of alarm in her eyes if I were to cough, or cry. The concern in her eyes reminds me of Chikoo, whose big, brown eyes looked into mine to read the emotions in them.
It’s the eyes I peer into to look for the one who is no more with me, but whose presence I feel strongly. Oh, and also some characteristics that were so intrinsic to Chikoo, it astonishes me each time I spot them!
Each time I reach out to pet Cookie, she flips over on her side and lifts up her leg, waiting for me to tickle her tummy.
Each time I reached out to pet Chikoo, he would flip over on his side, lift up his leg and wait for me to tickle his tummy.
In the many pet videos I have seen till date, not a single one has had a parrot doing that!
Each time the doorbell rings, Cookie, who may be perched inside her cage, begins eating her food in a hurry. Maybe Dad’s at the door, she must wonder.
Each time the doorbell rang, Chikoo, who would be sprawled on the floor next to his untouched food bowl, would pull the bowl towards himself and begin eating, hurriedly. Maybe dad’s returned from work, he wondered.
Each time I see Cookie imitate Chikoo, I look around…and feel his presence. And, I send a prayer of gratitude out into the Universe. It answered my prayers.
I would often say to Chikoo, “How I wish you were smaller in size. I would have carried you like a baby all day long.”
So, Chikoo fulfilled my wish and returned in a smaller size!
Now, I carry him like a baby all day long!