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Its like one step forward to my dream. A dream of compiling my thoughts . A dream of feeling recognised . Having passed my Btech and belonging to a typical business class family with the stereotypical mindset of marrying to a rich gentlemen as i finish my graduation , I find myself with very less opportunity to shine on my own. One day rewinding the journey of these 23 fine years, I wished to pen it down. Thoughts floating, mixed up emotions,little inherited learning , some sweet sour experiences were much to write in one go. Having it dicussed with a true friend of mine came a thought of writing a book.
From scribbling down my daily routine to writing abstract this journey starts . I really hope it to be fruitful in making writing my habit and finally leading a confidence in me of being an offical author of a book( n this thought also gives me a goosebumps ).
Partiality is something I haven’t learnt from books and teachers, that’s somethings life taught me. And i don’t believe its about one’s favouritism rather about being irrational.Who says that not aborting a girl child means equality among a girl and boy?
My grandfather was a very practical and wise man, my father tell me his stories. He taught my father lessons of life by being the hero himself. From very small learning to big ventures, he was a guiding pillar to to him, and thus his learning is inherited to me in reflection of my dad.
We were really middle class when my father established his own business, but his principles were way to high. He taught me, imparted all his wisdom. He coached how to divide the meal equally, not like in soaps where the men sit and have food and women laters but rather how equally one should get the cake pie irrespective of son-daughter, or who is earning will have first, or the one who likes have all.
If one compromise and learn to eat “green veggie” doesn’t me he doesn’t like “butter chicken”When my mom would fetch the best piece of chicken to my brother, my father would give me his. What she did was partiality may be out of love or whatever but what he did in return was overcoming my heart that its equal. This might sound very small , vague or insignificant but its not.
I lived my life seeing him do thing for this family , not because its a duty of a man but much deeper than my words could do justice . Everyday, every moment i spend with him made me learn more and more. The giving nature of a man for his family derived in me through him. As a result, this made me a very compromising and a family oriented girl who is so inspired of such great teaching, affection for family not only in terms of great gift but to the greatest gift, thats his time.
These thoughts are mixed with emotions unadulterated .
All you need is money or love?It is a matter of fact that a person crave for the thing they miss in their life. They know the real value of things they wished they had .The one who has money desire for love; they seek for time and attention. And the one who have heart of gold, filled with all the love of the world wonders his life with money.
Money can bring to you all the luxuries of life, from castles to branded labels, a four course luxury dining to international holiday, from big celebrations to expensive gifts and what not.
But what about all the family members sitting in one room, close knitted, enjoying homemade favorite dish made with mom’s love and blessing any less than a big celebration?
A lover can buy his girl the latest launch with money but what if he is too busy with his business calls all through the date? They miss the feeling of magic of simple eye contact and much more to count for happiness which last long
But what a life is without money? Even the basic necessities of life rely on money. Love can fill heart not stomach.
Such is an irony of life which leaves me so Confused
He said ” it’s complicated ”
To which i said is “just a state of mind
Every problem will vanish if we rewind
Of how we were together so perfectly complete
Lets fall in togther and make this bad memory delete
In reference to the daily prompt Complicated
Seeing the two pink lines on ” Prega News” made me jump with excitement in the middle of night. Couldn’t wait for sun to rise , I pat my husband to wake up in middle of his deep sleep.Confused for few minutes of why am i asking him to wake, I showed him the testing strip . And just the next moment it was ” ankhe khuli ki khuli reh gayi”. It was like the most beautiful secret shared . And who can sleep after such a news? We spend rest of the night sharing and thanking God for such a blessing. Could not have asked for any more.
Right from the next day i started studying about pregnancy, ordered a book online ” what to expect when you are expecting ” . I started feeling a creation of a being inside me, a part of me! The journey of next 9 months is something most blissful and memorable part any women’s life.
Each day during pregnancy is a development of the creation inside you, and every day i wondered how pious is this miracle of God. Every moment you feel like thanking Him, and His astonishing cycle of life. One keeps admiring of how all organs of a healthy baby develop inside you. It stuns you of His wonders. For sometime everything changes, your clothes,habits, nature, living, and even your body.
Those morning sickness to mood swings, vomiting so many times a day to made to eat things I might not like but good for the baby growth, and so much more is definitely worthy with even a thought of baby being heathy.
I wish to share my memory of the day when i first saw him, not in real , not the touch but just on screen as i underwent my first ultrasound. I could not control my tears watching someone move inside me. And that made me fall for him even before his birth.
Days and months have passed and finally the day is about to come, to see , the part of me, my very own. It was like preparing for a blind date.
Are we living for ourselves or for others? Whatever we are doing in our lives today is somewhere more or less to show off people around us. While I was scrolling my Facebook homepage I anticipated that each one is swanking for some or the other thing. Few triumphing for the newly purchased gadget while other for luxury segment car. From flaunting their branding checks to high end accessories, few checking in “relax time” in a luxury resort while some is having “fun time” with friends at newly inaugurated café. I wonder how they get time and thought of posting it if genuinely they are relaxing or having fun. I read it somewhere “you really have enjoyed the time if you didn’t think of your mobile even once”. People are stuffing their wardrobe just because the attire now is in their profile picture and hence they can’t repeat! Like seriously? People spending all their well-earned money in big fat wedding just because invitees sing the glory of such never witnessed functions. And this goes on and on.Why suddenly over past few years’ people have started travelling, purchasing, and shopping more? They just want to show off! People tripping abroad for a check in to bluster their lifestyle. People going to religious places need check in? That too with the caption ‘peace’. It drives me crazy.
And peculiar part of the story is the one scrolling gets affected too. While one is gloating, it brings a sense of jealousy and distance in between are getting the wider of people these days.
Sharing my friendship with her for last eight years I guess, I thought I knew pretty much about her. She would tell me her stories and the main lead always revolved around her boyfriend. With all the ups and downs of her life during she was committed to him, one thing was constant; her boyfriend support. The confidence she walked with that no matter whether someone’s there or not, she knew he shall always be there to have her back . This trust was only because of extremely good rapport and deep trust in their relationship. He was actually a gentleman and would tackle everything very maturely and it seems everything was perfect.After our graduation, we both were placed in different jobs and due to new schedule and hectic days, we could not discuss our day to day routine in detail as before. One fine day, she called me up, sounding as if she is in deep shit. And to what was coming was actually a shock to me.
She: “yaar I have started loving someone else at my new work place.”
Me: “what” as I could not speak any further knowing the fact how serious she was for him. They would dream their future together and what not.
She: “it just happened during my late night shift. I would get bored and he was there to talk with and eventually it grew to loving each other.”
Controlling my anger and anxiety I listened to everything she had to say about the topic and wind up the call. I felt so stressed. Is it like entering a new phase, work culture or environment, meeting new people makes you forget your strengths of past? She being my friend and he almost insignificant, I still found it really unfair (though everything is fair in love and war). People forget that may be ‘new is excitement’ but ‘old is gold’. When you enroot an infatuation for someone, you will always find a reason to believe that now you are happy but don’t forget ‘what goes around comes around’.
Having each other in friend list on Facebook really makes them your friend? Or sharing a `Hi’ when they accidently bump you in some common restaurant? For some it might just mean a company to hang out, but for me, much more.I met Anjali in the middle of our graduation, when people surrounding us were much more indulged in making ‘plan of the day’ we were thinking on the larger lines of ‘making a genuine friend for life ’. While some made friends for paying the drink bills, and some for filling the space of four long years of engineering with entertainment, and some for making love; I felt Anjali too was seeking for someone to count in life like me.
When the chat ends with the answer of “what’s up”, can you tag the one as friend? Anjali and me had long crazy conversations regardless of any constructive topic, she would know my routine, my habits, my nature and accept me the way I am, encourage me of being a better person, motivate of trying different tasks, helps me shopping(lol) .
P.S This doesn’t mean people who don’t spend hours gossiping aren’t friends.
In return I too have learnt so well from her. Her goodness keeps me spellbound of having such an amazing heart pf gold in today’s time, when you are ready to work for society, so giving to people who matter you (even when your presence matter them or not), adjusting without any complaint not because you don’t have a say or choice but because your happiness lies in making the other happy.
The word ‘Friendship’ is boundless. It can exist between a dog and the master, a husband and a wife, a daughter and father, among siblings or anyone you find a good rapport with.Having even one true friend makes your life a better place to be in. you don’t need dozen fake if u have the treasured one.