There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick him/her from your dreams and hug him/her for real!
When the door of happiness closes, another opens; but oftentimes we look too long at the closed door that we miss to see the one which has been opened for us.
Don't go for looks, it can deceive. Don't go for wealth, even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile, because it takes only a smile to make a dark day bright. Find the one that makes your heart smile.
Dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go; be what you want to be, because you have only one life to live and one chance to do all the things you want to do.
May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.
The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.
The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.
When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life to the full so at the end, you're the one who is smiling while everyone around you is crying.
So enjoy your life each moment...... ......
Showing posts with label Affection. Show all posts
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May 18, 2007
May 12, 2007
Our Friendship Story!!!
Its about us:
Kay, Niks/Nikki, Tashi/ Tash
Time and Venue:
April 1999 – Bholas classes and its premises
The story so far:
After moving from Vile Parle to Kandivali wasn’t a great feeling, even after almost 15 years I still feel the same. Moving from a joint family with people who loved and pampered you all the time, with family and school friends with whom you had spent most of your time having fun, proximity of juhu beach and gardens around, to a place called Kandivali, a tacky place it was and to a certain extend it still is.
The choice coming to that place was not out of free will but the need, because we needed to move out, along with my dada and dadi even my mum and dad were working, so basically mom being a teacher and my sis being really too young to be left with a maid, it was important that someone could take care of the kids (that’s me and my sis) we had to move to Kandivali, why???? Because my nana and nani were absolutely free with nothing actually to be done in life. So we move to kandivali in a new home which was like 5 mins from my nana and nai’s place. Though I still think it was never a great idea because mum left her job in just 6 months after we moved to this place.
Now why I blabbered so much bout moving out of home. The reason, the lifestyle and crowd in Parle was way different than here. Most importantly the crowd, the people were disgusting. I finally got into a catholic school and the people or the students or class mates were terrible. I studied in a school where it was compulsory to talk in English, people’s outlook of competition was very different. I come here to this school and place which was really diverse in terms of people. Marashtrians, south Indians, catholics and gujrati’s and everyone talking in their owm mother toungue and talking in English was considereda show off, damn… which was different from the older one with a majority of gujrati’s and punjabi’s so the kind of atmosphere in school was also different, the way my mates dealt with things and even the outlook was very different, so I goes without saying that I did not like the new lifestyle.
Now why did I say all this as well, the reason because of those sick people who thought competing was not sharing notes and books, rather than working hard they thought teasing and grouping up was an answer. I gave up to all this and since I had to be with them I chose to be the reserved one. Be with myself in my world and so I never landed up making friends out in this place (I am very selective in this matter) I still don’t have many even today, with just a couple of them I hv started interacting and socializing and its just been a year.
So after all this, I finally reached class ten and since being the board exams that year crucial for taking the career stream everyone took classes & my parents thought that even I should be joining one. I was so not interested in being in Kandivali and refused to join any classes out here. So with some arguments and lil stubbornness and with 3 guys from my school (Amar, Hrishikesh and Kunal) I landed up in parle at bholas traveling from kandivali early morning ( though it became a great gossip in school about this one mad girl thts me going all the way till parle for classes that too with 3 guys), doesn’t matter. And after doing that I felt I got my old life back, and seriously is I did.
Nikita was my batch mate and we started of with a big fight for a corner seat. Heheh haha so funny but finally landed teaming up so that only we both would sit on that seat and mutually decided that alternately we would sit on the corner, and the fun was till the end of the year we never allowed anyone to sit with us. We got along really well, and we did lotta pranks together when our homework used to be incomplete.
Now there was this first Sunday of May when we were suppose to start our weekly tests & our first test was physics, the entire week we dosed off in class, never completed our homework, lotta talks & siting all the time in mc donalds coz it was new to Mumbai.
Now Sunday morning test is at 11. We both were in premises trying to rack our brains on problems of Velocity since 7.00. There was this other guy who also was studying like us sitting on the stairs. He kept observing us & nikki after a while gave up, & when she cant get things she loses her patience & same happened that day. She shouted at me why the hell was I trying to slove those problems because we never paid attention in the class & now to understand & those problems someone had to explain us the theory behind it. & we were scared coz out test reports were posted at our homes & the terror of facing our strict moms was already on our minds. So this guy comes up & offered help if we wanted he could explain. Since he was older to us we were hesitant & we never knew him. So we first spent few mins asking about him wht the hell was he studying for at that hr & we realized that he had take classes on the first floor IIT JEE exam & every Sunday he too had tests. This boy was 3 years elder to us, but we were in a soup & atleast needed to know something so that we could write something in the test. So we took his help & he did a good job. We passed the test & next Sunday again we met & we thanked him. This landed us studying together every sunday every on the stairs of bholas from 7 to 11 & then we used to go & appear for out tests.
Now this was not left on to Sundays but during weekdays and our breaks which happened to be at the same time we used to have snacks together spent more time together. Kay was always tensed because he knew to get thru IIT wasn’t not an easy task. I still remember Nikki couldn’t make it for that Sunday test because she had to go for some wedding & it was just me & Kay & I had biology test. Finally his last test & he was so tensed that he couldn’t recall a simple algebraic expression & I came in as his saviour. We stopped studying & kept on talking, & finally to relieve him I still remem I said “Since I have taught you, you won’t fail & definitely will get thru IIT, I have setting with Sai Baba, I will ask him to help you”
Days passed by, me & Nikki with our routine life & by last week of June Kay got his IIT results & he got thru IIT Mumbai & in electronics & telecommunication, everything he wanted. He was so excited but since we never exchanged our numbers he could call us & inform us. The next day he was waiting for us to tell the news, then he invited us to his place & he thought I deserved a treat coz I was confident that he could get thru. We went to his place & had some good fun.
Then came July, we were at khasiyat sitting & in talks we began to discuss our bday’s, we were planning something so that all three of us can spend the day together which only brought to our realization that we had our bdays in a row on 18, 19 & 20th July, so decided we celebrate it together on 19th July which was my bday. We had a blast & since then these 3 days are like festival for us.
We spent all our free time together, & whenever we need to go home to freshen up it was only Kay’s home we landed coz only he used to stay in parle, coz I was from kandivali & niki from b&ra. So I guess we bonded so well with his family. Then nikki suffered from typhoid later in July & then I was left alone. So it was just me & Kay. Then it was time for rakhi & me & kay ended discussing how I badly needed an elder bro on whom I can throw tantrum, demand things coz elder bros are always sweeter compared to having an elder sis. Since I was the older one I was always on the giving side. With same thoughts Kay was fed up with Shruti di (kay’s elder sis) that always used to keep scolding him & asking him to do things for her. So he felt he should have a younger sis on whom he can boss & bribe her to do things for him. We mutually matched our needs & then decided if we could be tht bro & sis & that rakhi he got a younger sis & I got an elder bro, something we wanted for long. A relationship that is too close to our hearts and only for the day of rakhi, otherwise we are only friends all thru the year.
This new relationship made our bond quite strong & we actually did what we looked for. We still do same things even today – natak, nautanki, bribing, blackmailing, fighting arguing, throwing things on one another. I some how became a part of his family, called his parents sheela mum & dad. I had a new set of parents & since then there was no looking back. We went ahead with time. We 3 shared all our heart felts, sometimes there were fights because Kay always tried to be the older and smarter one as if he knew everything but always lost coz there were 2 girls on the other side. After class 12 Nikki moved to UK with her family. So it was just me n Kay left back. We spend like 2 yrs after Nikki left yet she was always a part of our lives. Then after Kay finished his engineering he decided to move US & now its been 4 yrs he has been there. Even Nikki moved to US 2 yrs back.
In all this 9 years nothing has changed. Even the distance never was a matter. Though Nikki comes down every 2 yrs, Kay comes to Mumbai every year and past 2 yrs almost every eight months. So we see to it that the vacations are planned that all three of us can spend some time together. We have shared our lives. I guess Nikki’s mom & my mom or our families have only heard of us, not even seen our pics or hardly aware of this friendship. It’s only in words for them but it has grown with time.As for Kay & his family, its another home for me just as mine.
3 of us – Kay is style and energy, I am stability and Nikki is the subtleness. We have earned this friendship for ourselves & hope to keep it as fresh as it started. It’s a strange but lovely feeling that has kept us bound to one another despite of so many fights, ups & downs & even the distance. Who say’s long distance relationships are difficult. Look at us we have pulled it off so well, if we can everyone can…
3 cheers for our Friendship & we pray it remains the same till our last breath.
Kay, Niks/Nikki, Tashi/ Tash
Time and Venue:
April 1999 – Bholas classes and its premises
The story so far:
After moving from Vile Parle to Kandivali wasn’t a great feeling, even after almost 15 years I still feel the same. Moving from a joint family with people who loved and pampered you all the time, with family and school friends with whom you had spent most of your time having fun, proximity of juhu beach and gardens around, to a place called Kandivali, a tacky place it was and to a certain extend it still is.
The choice coming to that place was not out of free will but the need, because we needed to move out, along with my dada and dadi even my mum and dad were working, so basically mom being a teacher and my sis being really too young to be left with a maid, it was important that someone could take care of the kids (that’s me and my sis) we had to move to Kandivali, why???? Because my nana and nani were absolutely free with nothing actually to be done in life. So we move to kandivali in a new home which was like 5 mins from my nana and nai’s place. Though I still think it was never a great idea because mum left her job in just 6 months after we moved to this place.
Now why I blabbered so much bout moving out of home. The reason, the lifestyle and crowd in Parle was way different than here. Most importantly the crowd, the people were disgusting. I finally got into a catholic school and the people or the students or class mates were terrible. I studied in a school where it was compulsory to talk in English, people’s outlook of competition was very different. I come here to this school and place which was really diverse in terms of people. Marashtrians, south Indians, catholics and gujrati’s and everyone talking in their owm mother toungue and talking in English was considereda show off, damn… which was different from the older one with a majority of gujrati’s and punjabi’s so the kind of atmosphere in school was also different, the way my mates dealt with things and even the outlook was very different, so I goes without saying that I did not like the new lifestyle.
Now why did I say all this as well, the reason because of those sick people who thought competing was not sharing notes and books, rather than working hard they thought teasing and grouping up was an answer. I gave up to all this and since I had to be with them I chose to be the reserved one. Be with myself in my world and so I never landed up making friends out in this place (I am very selective in this matter) I still don’t have many even today, with just a couple of them I hv started interacting and socializing and its just been a year.
So after all this, I finally reached class ten and since being the board exams that year crucial for taking the career stream everyone took classes & my parents thought that even I should be joining one. I was so not interested in being in Kandivali and refused to join any classes out here. So with some arguments and lil stubbornness and with 3 guys from my school (Amar, Hrishikesh and Kunal) I landed up in parle at bholas traveling from kandivali early morning ( though it became a great gossip in school about this one mad girl thts me going all the way till parle for classes that too with 3 guys), doesn’t matter. And after doing that I felt I got my old life back, and seriously is I did.
Nikita was my batch mate and we started of with a big fight for a corner seat. Heheh haha so funny but finally landed teaming up so that only we both would sit on that seat and mutually decided that alternately we would sit on the corner, and the fun was till the end of the year we never allowed anyone to sit with us. We got along really well, and we did lotta pranks together when our homework used to be incomplete.
Now there was this first Sunday of May when we were suppose to start our weekly tests & our first test was physics, the entire week we dosed off in class, never completed our homework, lotta talks & siting all the time in mc donalds coz it was new to Mumbai.
Now Sunday morning test is at 11. We both were in premises trying to rack our brains on problems of Velocity since 7.00. There was this other guy who also was studying like us sitting on the stairs. He kept observing us & nikki after a while gave up, & when she cant get things she loses her patience & same happened that day. She shouted at me why the hell was I trying to slove those problems because we never paid attention in the class & now to understand & those problems someone had to explain us the theory behind it. & we were scared coz out test reports were posted at our homes & the terror of facing our strict moms was already on our minds. So this guy comes up & offered help if we wanted he could explain. Since he was older to us we were hesitant & we never knew him. So we first spent few mins asking about him wht the hell was he studying for at that hr & we realized that he had take classes on the first floor IIT JEE exam & every Sunday he too had tests. This boy was 3 years elder to us, but we were in a soup & atleast needed to know something so that we could write something in the test. So we took his help & he did a good job. We passed the test & next Sunday again we met & we thanked him. This landed us studying together every sunday every on the stairs of bholas from 7 to 11 & then we used to go & appear for out tests.
Now this was not left on to Sundays but during weekdays and our breaks which happened to be at the same time we used to have snacks together spent more time together. Kay was always tensed because he knew to get thru IIT wasn’t not an easy task. I still remember Nikki couldn’t make it for that Sunday test because she had to go for some wedding & it was just me & Kay & I had biology test. Finally his last test & he was so tensed that he couldn’t recall a simple algebraic expression & I came in as his saviour. We stopped studying & kept on talking, & finally to relieve him I still remem I said “Since I have taught you, you won’t fail & definitely will get thru IIT, I have setting with Sai Baba, I will ask him to help you”
Days passed by, me & Nikki with our routine life & by last week of June Kay got his IIT results & he got thru IIT Mumbai & in electronics & telecommunication, everything he wanted. He was so excited but since we never exchanged our numbers he could call us & inform us. The next day he was waiting for us to tell the news, then he invited us to his place & he thought I deserved a treat coz I was confident that he could get thru. We went to his place & had some good fun.
Then came July, we were at khasiyat sitting & in talks we began to discuss our bday’s, we were planning something so that all three of us can spend the day together which only brought to our realization that we had our bdays in a row on 18, 19 & 20th July, so decided we celebrate it together on 19th July which was my bday. We had a blast & since then these 3 days are like festival for us.
We spent all our free time together, & whenever we need to go home to freshen up it was only Kay’s home we landed coz only he used to stay in parle, coz I was from kandivali & niki from b&ra. So I guess we bonded so well with his family. Then nikki suffered from typhoid later in July & then I was left alone. So it was just me & Kay. Then it was time for rakhi & me & kay ended discussing how I badly needed an elder bro on whom I can throw tantrum, demand things coz elder bros are always sweeter compared to having an elder sis. Since I was the older one I was always on the giving side. With same thoughts Kay was fed up with Shruti di (kay’s elder sis) that always used to keep scolding him & asking him to do things for her. So he felt he should have a younger sis on whom he can boss & bribe her to do things for him. We mutually matched our needs & then decided if we could be tht bro & sis & that rakhi he got a younger sis & I got an elder bro, something we wanted for long. A relationship that is too close to our hearts and only for the day of rakhi, otherwise we are only friends all thru the year.
This new relationship made our bond quite strong & we actually did what we looked for. We still do same things even today – natak, nautanki, bribing, blackmailing, fighting arguing, throwing things on one another. I some how became a part of his family, called his parents sheela mum & dad. I had a new set of parents & since then there was no looking back. We went ahead with time. We 3 shared all our heart felts, sometimes there were fights because Kay always tried to be the older and smarter one as if he knew everything but always lost coz there were 2 girls on the other side. After class 12 Nikki moved to UK with her family. So it was just me n Kay left back. We spend like 2 yrs after Nikki left yet she was always a part of our lives. Then after Kay finished his engineering he decided to move US & now its been 4 yrs he has been there. Even Nikki moved to US 2 yrs back.
In all this 9 years nothing has changed. Even the distance never was a matter. Though Nikki comes down every 2 yrs, Kay comes to Mumbai every year and past 2 yrs almost every eight months. So we see to it that the vacations are planned that all three of us can spend some time together. We have shared our lives. I guess Nikki’s mom & my mom or our families have only heard of us, not even seen our pics or hardly aware of this friendship. It’s only in words for them but it has grown with time.As for Kay & his family, its another home for me just as mine.
3 of us – Kay is style and energy, I am stability and Nikki is the subtleness. We have earned this friendship for ourselves & hope to keep it as fresh as it started. It’s a strange but lovely feeling that has kept us bound to one another despite of so many fights, ups & downs & even the distance. Who say’s long distance relationships are difficult. Look at us we have pulled it off so well, if we can everyone can…
3 cheers for our Friendship & we pray it remains the same till our last breath.
May 11, 2007
Grandparent’s Affection
There is something really nice to have grandparents around. I was brought with my dada and dadi around and being the eldest in the family I had most of their attention in all respects. Apparently since the day I started with my masters, I really some how strongly felt and now I agree that I missed a lotta things. I was unable to give time to people around me be it mum n dad or the most important my dadu.
As usual whenever I get out for some work I really forget everything unless I am done with it. The same happened today being my cousin’s bday I told dadu that I would join them for lunch. There was not some great lunch prepared but then to I was supposed to have lunch with all of them. I got stuck with work at hospital so badly that I had no track on time. It was only at 1.00 pm when dadu called up I realized that it was so late.
He was so excited to have lunch with me that he had asked my aunt to make mango ras n a few of my favourite things. Everybody finished their lunch but he was still waiting. He is suppose to eat lunch on time because he has to take his medicines and these days he isn’t keeping well. I felt so bad that I couldn’t make it on time and he had to eat lunch alone. He did not even sleep in the afternoon and was waiting for me to reach home.
If that was not enough, when I reached home I was exhausted. And by the time I got fresh he had asked the maid to serve me the plate since no one was there at home. We sat together even he had lil bit to give me company and we had a great conversation. Then we relaxed for a while, had our classic cutting style tea then we headed to the garden where he has this huge group of old grandfathers.
It was so much fun being with these oldies. He introduced me with all. All of them were so happy to see me around. They were the best kids I have ever seen. Each one was trying to pull others leg and like small kids no one left any chance to pull other’s leg.
After a while we headed to the old age home where he has some friends.
Some thing strange was that I had known quite a few of them because they used to visit our place before. They were not staying at the old age home because they had problem at their homes or any financial crisis or anything as such. But they wanted their independence and the urge to be all by themselves. Most of them had their kids in the US.
The only thing I thought they missed was their grandchildren. They were so happy that my dadu is able to spend time with his grandchildren. It was such an emotional moment that it spontaneously prompted me to tell them that even I was like their granddaughter and would definitely come to visit them whenever I am close by or around that place. Only these words brought happiness on their face that was so clearly visible.
It’s not only about having grandparents around but you only realize their importance when you don’t have them around or when you compare your lives with ones who never had a chance to experience that affection. I still remem while I was a kid and we had just moved from a joint family to our nuclear one and my dada and dadi whenever they used to come to my place for a stay over, they used to come after my school to pick me up and brought me things. This was not it but they even used to gift chocolates to my frnds around. So with me even my frnds used to wait when again my dada n dadi were coming back for a stay. It was not about the chocolates but the affection they got from them. Having them around was an absolute different feeling and you get to do all the things generally your parents don’t let you do.
I remember I used to wait for my dadi to come to my place for a stay. A day before she was suppose to come I suddenly use to become the stronger one. Toubled my mum n dad and if they scolded me I used to go mad at them n tried to scare them,” wait let dadi come tomorrow, then you try to scold me in front of her. Then I’ll see who is worng and who is right” hahaha. Beautifu memories to cherish with them and my birthdays were always more than special with them being around.
Today I only think that I learnt a lot form them because they are better ones in guiding kids with what is right and what is wrong. Way patient as compared to the parents and above all nothing can match their affection for you. I only wish that my kids have this wonderful pleasure of having their grandparents around. Its something very different and no other materialistic things and pleasures can take its place.
As usual whenever I get out for some work I really forget everything unless I am done with it. The same happened today being my cousin’s bday I told dadu that I would join them for lunch. There was not some great lunch prepared but then to I was supposed to have lunch with all of them. I got stuck with work at hospital so badly that I had no track on time. It was only at 1.00 pm when dadu called up I realized that it was so late.
He was so excited to have lunch with me that he had asked my aunt to make mango ras n a few of my favourite things. Everybody finished their lunch but he was still waiting. He is suppose to eat lunch on time because he has to take his medicines and these days he isn’t keeping well. I felt so bad that I couldn’t make it on time and he had to eat lunch alone. He did not even sleep in the afternoon and was waiting for me to reach home.
If that was not enough, when I reached home I was exhausted. And by the time I got fresh he had asked the maid to serve me the plate since no one was there at home. We sat together even he had lil bit to give me company and we had a great conversation. Then we relaxed for a while, had our classic cutting style tea then we headed to the garden where he has this huge group of old grandfathers.
It was so much fun being with these oldies. He introduced me with all. All of them were so happy to see me around. They were the best kids I have ever seen. Each one was trying to pull others leg and like small kids no one left any chance to pull other’s leg.
After a while we headed to the old age home where he has some friends.
Some thing strange was that I had known quite a few of them because they used to visit our place before. They were not staying at the old age home because they had problem at their homes or any financial crisis or anything as such. But they wanted their independence and the urge to be all by themselves. Most of them had their kids in the US.
The only thing I thought they missed was their grandchildren. They were so happy that my dadu is able to spend time with his grandchildren. It was such an emotional moment that it spontaneously prompted me to tell them that even I was like their granddaughter and would definitely come to visit them whenever I am close by or around that place. Only these words brought happiness on their face that was so clearly visible.
It’s not only about having grandparents around but you only realize their importance when you don’t have them around or when you compare your lives with ones who never had a chance to experience that affection. I still remem while I was a kid and we had just moved from a joint family to our nuclear one and my dada and dadi whenever they used to come to my place for a stay over, they used to come after my school to pick me up and brought me things. This was not it but they even used to gift chocolates to my frnds around. So with me even my frnds used to wait when again my dada n dadi were coming back for a stay. It was not about the chocolates but the affection they got from them. Having them around was an absolute different feeling and you get to do all the things generally your parents don’t let you do.
I remember I used to wait for my dadi to come to my place for a stay. A day before she was suppose to come I suddenly use to become the stronger one. Toubled my mum n dad and if they scolded me I used to go mad at them n tried to scare them,” wait let dadi come tomorrow, then you try to scold me in front of her. Then I’ll see who is worng and who is right” hahaha. Beautifu memories to cherish with them and my birthdays were always more than special with them being around.
Today I only think that I learnt a lot form them because they are better ones in guiding kids with what is right and what is wrong. Way patient as compared to the parents and above all nothing can match their affection for you. I only wish that my kids have this wonderful pleasure of having their grandparents around. Its something very different and no other materialistic things and pleasures can take its place.
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