Month: July 2013

Cards and Memories!

I was asked to take some book for my sister, which I had bought it long time back which is kept in the attic. I have a habit of examining my attic every single time I search something for. And this time too there was no change. This time I happened to see few of my memories which were kept safe.

Greeting cards are some special gifts which a special person gives to us. And once I thought of gifting a card is of no use as its not going to give that special person the memories of me. But after few years I found the truth that greeting cards are the way we can find the love we had on others and vice versa. When we happen to look at the cards we could remember all those faded and even some hidden memories of us with that special person who has gifted us. The words in those cards mean a lot to us and we keep on reading those over again and again.

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Even I found some of my greeting cards in which there are few cards given to me by some special persons. I was not able to take my eyes off few cards which gave me a nostalgic feeling bringing back all the good and bad old memories associated with those special people.

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This was given to me by my lovable sister when we had a fight once and I still don’t remember the reason for that fight. i was totally disappointed and angry at my sister and I reduced speaking as before and at that time she thought of bringing the fight to an end and thus gave me this card J I just loved this card and I immediately started smiling thinking over the stupid fight we had few days before. I still had that smile on my lips seeing this greeting 🙂

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This was the greeting send by my brother when he was working in Hydrebad and USA… I didn’t understand why he sent this turtle picture on that time but when I see nowadays I could associate it with my slow and lethargic behaviors… And I just loved this other greeting which I was having in my school bag for about a year showing it to my friends often and exclaiming about the love my brother had for me. And now when I see this I still smile over my actions even though there are some wounds beneath my heart about my brother 🙂

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And these were given by my so-called-once-a-best-friend of mine and she was the one who gave me greeting card on every single occasion which would make me feel so special. Though we were not able to continue our true-friendship I still feel excited and happy seeing her cards wishing that we were still the same little girls who were so mad in our friendship 🙂

CARDS ARE THE LOOP HOLES OF VISITING OUR PAST 🙂

 

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Shine on Award!!!

Moniba, the blogger of the blog http://theordinaryblog2.wordpress.com has nominated me for ‘Shine On’ award!!!

Its so exciting and encouraging when I find people reading my blog first of all… And its just fabulous to see some of my readers nominating me and my blog for an award… Though i have started my blog with no readers at all, i am quiet happy that i had made few good readers to drop in to my blog somehow 🙂 So one such loveable blogger is Moniba and am really feeling excited in getting the award which she has nominated me for 🙂

As far as her award it says me to SHINE ON… yeah, am sure trying myself to shine on how much ever i could 🙂 Thanks a lot to you Moniba 🙂

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And here is the list of blogggers whom iwould like to pass on tis award to whom i would love to Shine On along with me 🙂 If you already received it please do forgive me 🙂

1. http://annasarp.wordpress.com

2. http://itsmythoughts11.wordpress.com/

3. http://chicpress.wordpress.com/

4. http://readingthroughmymind.wordpress.com/

5. http://knisha.wordpress.com

6. http://bindujohnroy.wordpress.com/

7. http://kenthinksaloud.wordpress.com/

8. http://hannawilburs.wordpress.com/

9. http://cosytravels.wordpress.com/

10. http://insanebloom.wordpress.com/

This award must be given to everyone in my blogroll but regarding the award rules only 10 of the bloggers has to be nominated so i had to choose these friends to this award and i wish each and everyone in my blog list to SHINEON in their blogging 🙂

Happy Weekend 🙂

Silly pleas of a naive…

“Ma I feel like I’ve got fever”

“Ma I feel like vomiting”

“Ma I have severe stomach ache”

“Ma I feel dizzy”

And the list of my Silly plea’s gets extended each and every day until I have completed my 10th grade at school. I was a below average student until my 10th grade and I was the best example of a student who wants to get away from that student life which was considered to be a HELL by most of the students and myself as well.

The above given are few reasons or excuses I would quiet often give my mother in order to stay at home. But who might not know about us and our silly excuses. My mother was such a clever women who would never make me take leave on even special occasions.

“Its ok dear. I’ll give u tablet for fever and you’ll be okay in a fraction of minute”

“Oh… Is it so… Don’t worry betti… I’ll give the kashayam and you won’t ever feel vomiting”

These are the instant answers she might have for making me stop acting and go off to school the next second as am not really interested in taking medicines and some kashayam’s which would taste like some mud.

Apart from these there are so many silly reasons I have said to my mother, and when I get to remember those now, I can’t stop laughing over my innocence and stupidity.

Once I was asked to get something from my relative who lives in the next street. And I reached their home around 11 in the morning. They have two kids and me being a girl who loves to play was so happy seeing them and forgot the reason why I went there and instead I started playing with them. The time rolled over and it was around 2 in the afternoon when my mother came to their home searching for me. That’s it. I was into a big shock seeing my mother because only then I remembered the reason I have went there. The next minute I started crying with fear and ran towards her saying “Ma, they only made me to play with them. I was not at all playing, I was simply looking at them play” like that and lots more silly blah blah’s which my mother was least cared of listening to those. And you might have guessed the beatings and scolding’s I would have got from my lovable mother.

Many such silly plea’s are stored in each and every single of our memories making those moments a treasure chest to be kept safe throughout our lives… But we are grown up and these days there are no silly plea’s instead there is lies, hatred, commands and arguments which makes every single of our relationship like a wrecked ship. And everyone of us are searching for ways of handling our relationships and guess we would get the answers soon.

Have a lovely week ahead with your dear and near ones 🙂 

HAKUNA MATATA!!!

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HAKUNA MATATA means NO WORRIES…

I use this phrase very often in my life when I still knew that there is no life without worries…

Every person has to live their life irrespective of whatever happens in their life…

When I used to be a child I don’t think I would have any worries… But when I think deep I could realize that I too was worried about various instances like losing my pencil, crying for a Barbie doll, starting up silly fights with our friends etc.,But these worries make us smile whenever we think about it.. If all our worries could make us smile one day which makes us to cherish our memories how pleasant it would be…

Though we think of having such sweet memories of worries we still have some painful worries which will turn out to be haunting memories when we recollect them… I have one such worry which still stays the same or even gets increased whenever I think of it… I was in my 6th grade… I was in my first day of class when my new class teacher introduced herself and asked each and every student in the class to get introduced with basic information’s. All my friends were saying about their name, their parents name, what is their parents occupation and where they are coming from. When it was my turn I just started off with my name, my mom’s name, my uncles name, what my mom is doing, what my uncle is doing that’s when the teacher stopped me and said,

“Child, you must also include your father’s name and occupation so that we could get to know him too”

I was really puzzled like what I have to say and how to say because all I knew about a father is that his name and that I don’t have one.

“Miss, I don’t have father, I dono where he is because my mother said he expired. I only know my uncle, my mother, grandmother and aunt” I said.

I think the teacher understood what I was trying to say, so she passed on to the next student without any further questions. But I was not able to let it go off so easily. Till my 5th grade none of my teachers used to ask me anything about my father and so I had no chance of thinking about him. And when my friends speak about their father I always remember speaking about my uncle. As I had my uncle I didn’t worry much about not having a father. But then I understood that I am a grownup girl and I have to get to know about my father. Since then I was trying to investigate about my father at my home every now and then by asking about my father to my grandma who only speaks about him to me as the others never speak off him thinking I would start yearning for his love. Though I asked many questions to my grandma she answered only a few which was not enough for me.

“Grandma, where is my dad?”

“He is in heaven baby”

Why he went there?”

“Because God wanted him to be with him so he took him”

“But we also want dad na? I always find my friend’s father’s dropping them at school, buying them all they need. But only uncle or mom drops me or buy me what I need. I also want dad to buy and give me toys na? God doesn’t have his own dad huh?”

“No dear. A good person always goes soon to God to serve him. Whatever you need you just ask us because your father left you with us to do all the things he needs to do”

“Will my dad look like Lord Ganesha?”

“No dear. But you can always find you dad’s presence near Lord Ganesha”

Though I have seen my parent’s wedding album after my 10th grade I used to think of him every single time when I pray Lord Ganesha. I felt happy and even proud that only my dad got the chance to stay near God while others dad where not able to go and I haven’t said this to anyone though.

We find our self more innocent in our childhood days once when we grow up. What once we thought of a gift turns out to be a terrible pain by hitting us with the reality harder than we think.

When I was growing I slowly realized that I was a girl who’s father expired 3 months before her birth by getting all kinds of curse’s from the merciless world for being born with her father killed. Every relative I knew knowingly or unknowingly blamed me for my father’s death which made me think me as a murderer. At this time I also lost my grandma who used to speak with me about my father. I had no courage to go and ask my mother about this thinking she would be worried.

But an incident before few days made me heart-breaking. My dad’s big brother fell sick and expired due to unhealthy diet. When I went for the funeral every single person who came there saw me and expressed their grief in the same manner saying “You lost your father before your birth. But how unlucky, you lost your uncle too now”… The truth is my uncle doesn’t even care about me or my mother till his death which I was surprised to find not even a single person could understand.

Above all my aunt (my passed away uncle’s wife) started crying when she saw me saying “you killed your father and now see you have also killed your uncle. What is my family going to do without your uncle?”

I was into a great shock. How on earth could I be the reason for killing my dad and my uncle? My dad met with an accident unfortunately and my uncle had very bad eating habits which was the real reasons. But still I had to take the blame of killing two people in my family which makes me feel real bad.

When such things have to happen in our life only then we are not able to digest the phrase “HAKUNA MATATA” because though we think of not letting any worries stay in our mind or letting the worries go off there are some worries which creates a painful memory in our heart making us remember these moments or worries every single minute of our life.

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But still I try to get out of these by uttering this phrase very often. And it is my wallpaper in my mobile and lap too with a hope off making my worries into NO WORRIES…

HAKUNA MATATA!!!