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Monday, November 17, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
Om, Ozaan & Moon
Last week my sister was over with my nephew Om from Bangalore. Om's about to turn two. Though he has met Ozaan twice & Moon once, I think he was too young to remember them. This time around he seemed a bit uncomfortable with five dogs around him at the beginning. And, this seemed to perplex Ozaan a bit. He would go upto Om from time to time and try to be friends with him.
By the second day Om was showing his drawing to Moon, waking her up from her sleep and was jumping around with Ozaan. Asking for him when he was not to be seen around. To cut a long story short, Om was in his elements.

Here are some photographs i managed to click on the third day. These images are for all those people who keep asking me from time to time how Karwanis are with children. And, specially for some experts who have always maintained that Karwanis are not safe with children. Hope you all enjoy this visual testimony of a Karwani's temperament.

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By the second day Om was showing his drawing to Moon, waking her up from her sleep and was jumping around with Ozaan. Asking for him when he was not to be seen around. To cut a long story short, Om was in his elements.
Here are some photographs i managed to click on the third day. These images are for all those people who keep asking me from time to time how Karwanis are with children. And, specially for some experts who have always maintained that Karwanis are not safe with children. Hope you all enjoy this visual testimony of a Karwani's temperament.
All images here come under COPYRIGHT laws. Do not copy.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Prasad Raghu Mayekar : The lone crusader

For 26 long years he has nurtured over 16 generations of Karwanis. Not just that, also bred innumerable show winners & champions. Not to forget, his rare distinction of breeding 'DOG OF THE YEAR BEST BRED IN INDIA' for the very first time(Indian Breed).
At the age of 13 he had his first brush with Karwanis and since then his passion has done the talking. A pioneer in saving the breed from disappearing over the oblivion, no amount of words or praise does justice to what this incredibly magnanimous & passionate personality has laid down for the future generations. Hats off to you Prasad!
Picture courtesy : Dr. Yajnesh Shetty & Prasad Mayekar
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Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
thaak na ektu, uruk na praanta!
chokhe-chokhe kauto kautha-i na hoto
aamader
kakhuno phoring er mauto lafiye
ek dustu jhloke takiye
chute jano setting sun ke freeze frame kaurar ek jehaad
aaro ek ghaunta khelbo, ekhon darao!
kakhuno majraat e jhuup kore
bichanay uuthe
aamader majhkhane paasbalish ke
ke hey tumi chokhe, du paulok takiye
chupi sare tene bichanar theke matite pathiye
taar jagay adhikar jaaniye suye paura
kautobaar-i na bauka khe
chhol-chhole, korun nayone takiye prosno kaura
kaeno aamar-i ba ki dosh
aaj bhujhi sei korun, dustu, misti chokher aabegh
kautobaar je boleche aamake
thaak na ektu, uruk na praanta
aamar kache toh besi din aar nayee
In memory of Parsha(For those who can't make out : The poetry is in bangla or bengali; the title is : 'let my soul soar'(transliteration is : let a bit remain, let my heart & spirit soar) the poetry talks about our(Parsha & mine) conversations. Which we mostly used to have, just looking into each other's eyes.
It talks about instances when his looks would be naughty, loving, caring and at times commanding. It also talks of a host of other emmotions & feelings as well. But above all one particular look/expression, which i have come to understand now(after he has passed away), is that of a plea, when he'd be scolded upon a mischief(which on lot of occassions would be just running away, chasing birds and not coming home when Zuzu(my Labrador) & Sultan(my Rottweiler) would be back), which seemed to say "thaak na ektu, uruk na praanta...aamar kaache toh besi din aar nayee(let a bit remain, let my heart & spirit soar because i don't have too much time) ".
P.S. : i will post the poetry in Bangla script very soon.
All images here come under COPYRIGHT laws. Do not copy.
aamader
kakhuno phoring er mauto lafiye
ek dustu jhloke takiye
chute jano setting sun ke freeze frame kaurar ek jehaad
aaro ek ghaunta khelbo, ekhon darao!
kakhuno majraat e jhuup kore
bichanay uuthe
aamader majhkhane paasbalish ke
ke hey tumi chokhe, du paulok takiye
chupi sare tene bichanar theke matite pathiye
taar jagay adhikar jaaniye suye paura
kautobaar-i na bauka khe
chhol-chhole, korun nayone takiye prosno kaura
kaeno aamar-i ba ki dosh
aaj bhujhi sei korun, dustu, misti chokher aabegh
kautobaar je boleche aamake
thaak na ektu, uruk na praanta
aamar kache toh besi din aar nayee
In memory of Parsha(For those who can't make out : The poetry is in bangla or bengali; the title is : 'let my soul soar'(transliteration is : let a bit remain, let my heart & spirit soar) the poetry talks about our(Parsha & mine) conversations. Which we mostly used to have, just looking into each other's eyes.
It talks about instances when his looks would be naughty, loving, caring and at times commanding. It also talks of a host of other emmotions & feelings as well. But above all one particular look/expression, which i have come to understand now(after he has passed away), is that of a plea, when he'd be scolded upon a mischief(which on lot of occassions would be just running away, chasing birds and not coming home when Zuzu(my Labrador) & Sultan(my Rottweiler) would be back), which seemed to say "thaak na ektu, uruk na praanta...aamar kaache toh besi din aar nayee(let a bit remain, let my heart & spirit soar because i don't have too much time) ".
P.S. : i will post the poetry in Bangla script very soon.
All images here come under COPYRIGHT laws. Do not copy.
Friday, August 1, 2008
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