My FishBowl

My Fish Bowl

I am a non-veggie.But, I never tried eating sea food.Ye , not even fishes! There is a reason to it,in childhood my paternal aunt was very keen to make me taste her delicious fish curries. She did convinced me for her Chicken Curry and I loved it.But, with fish curry I really could not make up mind.Because ,I saw a blooded fish in my maid's hand and I got scared! That's my childhood story.

Later, many of my relatives called me for fish parties and were very insistent to make me eat fish.But, I always ran away.Yes, I ran away! They were amazed to find a non-veggie like me who likes chicken and meat but not a fish ! Even aphorisms like 'A fish makes your mind sharp' were made often and now to inspire me for eating it . The bottom line is, I never considered eating fish or for that matter sea food in my life.Though, Roadies did inspire me sometime back, but that's worth it, isn't?

Coming to my new hobby or introducing my new pets. I have got fish(s) as my new pet. I wanted to keep them ,though the vary idea of changing the water of the fishbowl ,every week ,did stress me ,but after one trial I believed I would do it.

Keeping fish in a fish bowl is probably the simplest way you could keep a pet fish in your house. As its simplest form, all you would need is the bowl, fish, water, and food. For the right conditions and right fish, life in a fish bowl isn't terrible. It isn't terribly exciting either!

The history of keeping fish for either food or as pets goes back at least 4,000 years. The Chinese have a long history of keeping fish inside in containers. Supposedly Madame Dubarry, Mistress to King Louis XV invented the glass fish bowl sometime in the mid 18th century.

My mom, never agrees upon any pets .I love dogs and she even discards that :( She also have a logical reason to this, as in who would take care of our pets when we go on tours or for outings.The result would be, they'd die !And, at no cost I would want that to happen. I do connect with pets :) And, with dogs I love talking to them , playing with them, cuddling them and everything .I simply, love dogs .Can even make voices like them,that of a puppy .Hehe

Back to fishes ,guys ! I've got 5 fishes and 2 fish bowls.The golden fish is named Meethi. The others are named by my sis and I really don't understand why she kept so difficult names for the pets ! I won't name them, coz I don't remember the names ! Also, as she says there is one male fish ,who is every time dominated by other female fishes.So, we truly admire chotu,yea that's the name of this black-male-fish. They are cute. The best thing is ,watch them eating there most awaited fish-food ,which I daily do.Its my duty,coz I get them at home !


In idleness , I gaze at them,smile at them,mull at their life.It relaxes me.I feel good.Also. gradually my mom started liking them and declared we would keep fishes and buy them new bowl and she was very happy with it. Every relative, friend,neighbor,stranger that come to our place was amazed to see them and was aspired to keep fishes at their home ,as well.This was good.My home , was a live PlayStation !

Today, in the morning I felt like changing the water of fish bowl,which is very delicate and big to handle.I was preety confident ,I'd be able to replace the fishes and change the water, which got very dirty. As I took them ,and handing carefully to the tap.The fish bowl ,got broken up into pieces and the fishes , they were dying out of water !! I was alarmed, panic,nervous,mournful.I realized, I love them now ! And, can't see them dying ! I screamed ,call my sis ,she just woke up with my scream and tried her best to put back the dying fishes back in the water. Fortunately ,mom was not at home. Otherwise, things would have been difficult. I swear.

Somehow, the fishes were transfered to a bucket and I cleared up the mess and the broken bowl. I was mournful.And, my heart beats were high .Again and again there was a flash of dying fishes in my eyes.I was sooooo sad and depressed. Later, I just went back to the tap and saw ,one fish out of the bucket ,she was dying. I again screamed and this time picked her to put back to the bucket.I guess ,she jumped out of the bucket.

Fastly,I got the new Fish Bowl from a friend. Put the fishes,back in the new bucket.My sis was my moral support and she played a spartan ,in here ! And, gave me lots of fundas early morning !

My mom, did got the info and she was disappointed with me and wanted me to give away the fishes.As of now, the fishes are safe , mom is cool headed but I am a bit panic. I never want them to die or go away.I love them .