Dec 31, 2010

Thank You 2010...

Well, what an amazing roller-coaster year 2010 has been to me, it did a very good job in bringing out all the emotions out of me, it's like how Rajinikanth brings in all the emotions into CHITTI the robot. This year should be marked and highlighted in my life just for the fact that I too got married, though it was a sweet surprise to me, I did manage to handle that surprise very well. Life has changed a lot for me since V moved into my life.



This year started with my marriage and the sequence of events that followed it was nothing less than thrilling and challenging. I know married life is always challenging, it is not less than a higher education one has to undergo without a choice, you got to be a listener at times, you got to be the teacher at times, you got to be the deciding authority at times, likewise one has to play multiple roles and be successful in life.

One important lesson this 2010 taught me is, never give up and withdraw from a problem without even attempting to solve it, it does not matter whether you are solving that problem or not, but leaving it to fail without even giving a try is something suicidal. I learnt the art of listening and keeping calm and cool when situations around you were really hot, I developed a lot more patience and of course the feeing of being loved by someone is simply cool and awesome, in that sense I am really fortunate to have V in my life, at times I wonder if I am really reciprocating all the love and affection V showers on me, but she knows that I am one hell of a person who is not expressive.

This year, especially after my marriage, I was forced to distance myself from some of my very close friends and that was really unfortunate, it is not that easy to bid adieu to a 20 year friendship, but yes, you cannot change fate and we agreed to move on, so deleting contacts from mobile, disconnecting them from all social sites, thought it was just few button clicks, still it hurts a lot. There were a equal ratio of both good and bad moments this year, I want to forget the bad and carry forward the good, I am seriously hoping for a much better 2011.

This year also marks two very important events which brought in immense pleasure in to my life, both the events are marriages, one of my very close buddy and blog mate Chandru's wedding and that too with my fellow blog mate Manisha, I cursed me to death for not attending their wedding, but unfortunately I had a personal function to attend which I could not skip. The next wedding is of my other friend G. This year also happen to be the year where few of my friends marriages turned sour and that was so pinching, but I wish and pray that they should have a much better 2011.

So to wrap it all, I would say that 2010 was a fantabulous year, where it taught me great lessons of life, a marriage, a broken friendship, some betrayal, few backstabbing, but still it gave me the guts to move on, GOD always keeps me special and this year too he had taken care of me very well. He is making me love this life more and more and at the same time he is asking me to keep my environment and surrounding happy, with V on to my left, I think that should not be a problem.

Good Bye 2010 and Welcome 2011.

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Dec 7, 2010

A Girl with a Yellow Bag ...

The morning sun focused right on her face and that generated enough heat to wake her up. Every soul and every life on this planet starts the day with some struggle, and I don’t think we will have exceptions to this statement and she is no exception to that as well. She rolled-over to her right and grabbed the yellow bag which she kept last night and placed a void stare at it, as we all know, real life does not bring in a swivel wave in front of us for flashbacks, so without that she slips in to her good old days

My mom is one of the greatest human being I have ever come across in her life, never ever in my life I have starved even for one meal till she was with me, morning breakfast would be ready even before I scratch my eyes and try to open it to see the first glimpse of the sun. A quick shower, a quick make-up and a yummy breakfast would trigger her day and it goes on till the last hour in the school gets over. Mom sleeps all through the day and works all through the night and that has been her "work" culture since the time her dad died, and the reason for that kind of work timing is not to be understood by her at that tender age.

That yellow bag is used by her mom to store all the money she earned and that used to be her bed side all the time, mom was very calculative in her expenditure but never said a no to anything I asked for, let it be a red ribbon or a hair clip, or a lolly-pop, it was always approved, I love my mom for this. I have not seen her buying new clothes for her, I have not seen her eating healthy food, but I remember she taking a tablet every night before she goes to work, and comes back home the next day morning very tired, but she never failed to prepare breakfast or lunch for me, in spite of she being tired and weak.

Mom never allows me to come to her work place, she used to tell me, her boss is not a nice person, though I have not seen him in person, I started to hate him. Mom always complains of some pain, but I don't know what pain it is, she used to catch her stomach and then roll on the floor for hours, but I was too young to understand that pain and would stand still without knowing what to do, all I used to do is to go near her and then keep my little hand on her tummy and felt as if that is easing out the pain she develops. That is the only time, I have seen mom smiling and I too would reciprocate with a smile from my end.

Sun was up above and a screeching car and its horn threw me out of my flashback and the uncle who used to offer me biscuits and chocolates got down form the car and he took me with him to his house, he is a nice man, he takes care of me so well, I like him so much. He used to put some money into that yellow bag which I used to carry with me all the time, but I think I have to stich that bag, it got torn one day when one of that uncle's friend tried to grab it from my hand, but I somehow managed to pull it back from them, that uncle gave me some extra money that day to stich that bag, I told you right, he is a nice person.

I was wondering why that uncle took me to his house in the morning, usually he used to take me in the night and drop me back in the morning, today he gave me a very good meal to eat and after that I slept and did not know what happened, it was a very good sleep. I think I have to go to a doctor today, I am also getting a pain on my stomach and it is very bad today, and my yellow bag is full of something like blood, it is hurting badly. All I remember is that uncle sleeping next to me when I got up, poor uncle, he even forgot to wear his dress, and maybe he was very tired. I am very hungry now, and it is paining like hell, if my mom would have been here with me, she would have cured this for me, but uncle told me that mom has gone to meet GOD.

She started to count the little money she had in that blood stained yellow bag, and without she realizing what was happening a stream of blood just started to flow out of her and with few currency notes sticking in between her little fingers, her eyes went still and within hours a mob gathered near that platform where she lived, with that yellow bag hugged close to her semi-nude chest, a brutally tortured soul departs this cruel world, after all it is not her fault to be born as a girl child to a prostitute mom or believing an uncle who was kind enough to give her goodies.

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