Rooney Beagle has a Facebook Page…

Friday, July 01, 2016

Rooney Beagle has a Facebook Page…

With Shikha Trivedi Singh and Rooney Beagle…

https://www.facebook.com/rooney.beagle?fref=ts

Of course… Facebook is the second largest country in the world with more than 1.5 billion citizens… three fifths of whom are dormant… non-tax paying… non-ad surfing and non-revenue generating… and the rest merely spend 50 minutes of their unproductive time every day on an average…

Glossing through the glorifying girth in their lives – like the recent trip taken to the same hills that they went to 15 years ago… and mocking through the mollifying mirth of others who took a trip to the same hills… but in a different boat…

Just that this time, people would have added a few more faces to the frame… a couple of children who happened along the way perhaps… and Rooney

I have 1,800 “friends” on Facebook… Rooney is the only one with 4 legs…

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I was in Ooty in June 1989… doing my summer job (okay – training) at the Taj Savoy during my summer holidays… the job, in fact, hitting two beds with one shovel… one – I get work experience in the industry while I was doing my hotel schooling; and on the other hand – I could always do with some extra money at hand – a princely sum of Rs. 250 per month, to sail through life’s extravagances…

You see… I was heavily into pen-friendship during my college times… and I could boast of writing to and receiving letters from at least 5 or 6 girl pen friends of mine every damned day of my life at that time…

And that cost me a fortune… equally emotionally and rupee-wise…

When I got back home after the holidays in mid July, I was greeted by an added sibling to the family…

Not that my parents suddenly got virile after their 3rd and the last child – my younger sister (younger of the both younger sisters of mine), who was born years before 1989… but here was a small little 4-legger sniffing and smelling a pair of new legs of mine that had come into his adopted home… suddenly…

For Subramaniam Kodukula… his first 20 days of life at my home while I was still in Ooty, were nothing less than a paradise regained… my sisters cleaned, combed and cuddled him everyday… while his facial and body hair was growing owing to genetics… cleaning his faeces needed extra phenyl in the house… his diet needed extra attention… you see, as fate would ordain it, he landed up in a Brahmin Vegetarian home… and that meant some vegetarian dog biscuits…

However, his Veterinarian, Dr. Chugh had some changes quickly made in the family fabric… no – it wasn’t that everybody turned to non-vegetarianism because of the new member of the family… but very immediately, we needed to take care of a tongue twister that plagued Dr. Chugh… he could never get to pronounce Subramaniam… and so, the first change in Subramaniam Kodukula’s life – was a little more anglicised and urban version – Chubby

Well… it was still better than Tommy – the most generic name for a dog in India… or John Doe – the equivalent synonym for a corporate canine…

Chubby grew up to be exactly that… Chubby… his pedigree as a German Spitz gave him a continental European arrogance… yet he was humbly grounded owing to his Indian, Brahminical, Vegetarian moorings…

As a younger sibling – born 2 decades after I was… Chubby did me proud in more ways than one… well evolved on his relationship management – particularly with my mother… highly advanced on his analytical and lateral thinking skills… Chubby was a ‘1’ rater on the Performance and Potential grid… year over year…

And the best part… he was well controlled on his bowels and bladder…

Chubby’s MBTI (Myers Briggs Type Indicator) profile was ENFJ… Quite Extraverted (E), he would make friends easily… he would be the first to introduce himself by wagging his tail in a group of friends… i.e. the other dogs on the street when he went about his structured (J) ablutions in the morning, afternoon and in the evening… Chubby would have Intuitive (N) conversations with them… and would take most of his decisions from his heart (F) – rather than his head…

Quite different than my own Personality Type… but Chubby and I spent those 8 years together that we did… like Brothers In Arms…

Chubby lived in the pre internet era… he had great ideas about how the future canine world would be different than the 386, 486 and the Pentium chip world that he grew up in… he envisaged a world where the entire canine brethren of his would one fine day, be “connected” through a virtual, digital world… something that he had fairly early on wanted to name – the Tailbook

In his growing up years, Chubby had heard of another 4 legger (at least at that time while he was still growing up)… called Mark Z… albeit in a different distant world… who eventually founded and gave shape to what Chubby visualised during his lifetime…

Mark Z called it Facebook… in 2004… 7 years after Chubby breathed his last… a close cry to Chubby’s pioneering thinking around social networking and digital connect… alas… he did not live to see his thinking turn into a pandemic…

Chubby came home when I was not home… he went away in early September 1997 when I was not home… the same day when Mother Theresa breathed her last… and when I was on an official trip to Sydney, down-under…

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Chubby’s soul and spirit live on… in all the 4 leggers who have a digital existence on Facebook… like Rooney Beagle… who, in all the fullness of time, is immortalised by his parents… my good friends Shikha and Gaurav Singh…

I have recently extended my digital paw to Rooney… he has accepted my “Friend” request… as he grows up to have bigger paws and expands his Social Network… I am hoping I would get to know a lot more digital paws that I haven’t known before…

Yes… Rooney Beagle has a Facebook Page…

Happy Weekend…

Ravi Kodukula

 

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