The place WE Call HOME!!

Mummyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, no , no , aaiiiii,,, see Bhaiya(Brother) is hitting me!!!!!! Muuummyy Bhaiya has eaten my chocolate,, Mommmmm, please tell Brother not to talk to me ever!! Mummyy Bhai is not letting me watch my Serial.I want to play Mario.. i want to play Road fighter...Mommm why is he like this?? why does he fight with me always? I will never go to school with him mummy , he will always get dressed up late..:(.. This was what used to happen at home until i turned 18!!! Everyday was a world war, the ground (Home) with two best fighters against each other, but still none of them won the war!! And so we became addicted to fight, to hold each others Strong powerful Hair ( Parachut oil.;)) and go long way to see who has the most strongest of all! Try to see who has more powerful and strong Bones by hitting just like any other Karate Black Belt, and none of them won. Trying to see who can break more numbers of things in th house, and hide it from mom and dad. Finding ways to find faults in each other...and trying to be the Best Actor in front of others, People always used to say to my father" Apka ladka bahut seedha hai, tukki( my pet name) thodi tez dikhti hai"(your son is really innocent, Daughter looks really volatile). Since my brother got that innocent puppy face, i was the one who has been hit by my mom,,,I was the Devil in the house...the girl who always use to try to spoil things with the best of efforts.

What days they were, the best of all!! Isin't it? How we used to Participate in our colllege Annual function, the dance program, the group song( well some very unusual lyrics- mmhh with some unusual music), Skit (Ha ha, triyng to act on stage), The early morning prayer in the school( we used to do..The Pledge- All indian's are my Brothers and Sister's and than silently Murmering Except "ONE", i am sure all of you did), The thought for the day, the Birthday celebration- specially going in the color dress and every class going to distribute the Chocolates with your best friend.Once on my Brithday when i wore color dress- i still remember - Peach color, frill dress, my brother never came to me in the schoool because i was looking different and he was a bit embarassed with that. He always wanted me not to be visible to anyone,LOL. But i didn't let it happen. I always had this dream to become famous like the actresses and the actors. I remember how we used to go to collect the Report Card with our mother and father. Coming home from School, in the Lazy afternoon, with friends on Cycle( I used to have Ladybird with a Basket in front) wearing caps, then watching The Dexter's Laboratory, or the Small wonder, or or or the Mask or Tom and jerry. 

Sunday's were fun day for sure! Getting up, and siting in front of the T.V. to watch Duck Tales, or Mickey Mouse at 09:00 IST on Doordarshan( Television channel in india, the most oldest of all, infact the first one). Waiting for some yummy Breakfast that mom used to cook. Going in the Kitchen, peeping in the Vessels what's there for lunch.Ice- cream after the Dinner, Playing carrom in the afternoon, or cards, or Bad Minton

Time went by and we are now, here Leaving our Mother and Father, pursuing our goals, to accomplish something in life. Few wants to open thier Business and are looking for a Business Plan, few wanting to shift thier job,few wants the best of Package, few Fortunately Happy with thier present Job and deciding on what should i do next?, Few have higher level of Aim of getting Married and live thier childhood again- to see someone playing like they used to do, to have someone to go and drop school. Few are just -just Blank and thinking - what is this life all about? why do i have live it? why do i need to do this when i don't want to, few just trying to understand the Four letter word called " L I F E ". Now we are at  the stage where we have to form our own HOME, because we left the old on long time back, of course not LEAVING, but we have our own small world. We gradually without even being aware of it entered in this stage. We go to our HOME ;few in a month, few in three, few in every Six month,  and few once in an year. We talk on phone with mother and father; but we Don't share our day to day  life. We dont share every moment of Life. I feel strange sometimes when i get up and realize " ohhh, its 3 months i haven't seen my Parents without even realizing it, becuase we are soo busy in Accomplishing something,. in Achieveing something or the Other, to solve our own Problems in life. And so that is how we have unknowingly taken another path for our own good. Because we all know if we dont do it know, than we won't be able to do it ever!    

In such busy life i just want to say it to ALL , please dont forget someone who has thought you A,B,C,D... or who has actually cleaned you when you could not do it yourself, who has always just for you to be happy smiled even when they had basket of troubles, who never let you know if they faced problems in thier office or social life( Like we have ), Dont forget the days when your mom cooked the best of food for you! , don't forget when your father helped you in giving emotional support when you needed the most. Please be with them when they need it, if you are not there when they need or when they are sick, or not feeling well, or wanted you to teach how to operate Facebook, or ask silly questions that how to send message in Mobile because they don't know the functions of the new one that you bought for them, or want you to buy a Laptop for them, or ask for something even if its unwanting for us; they need it.  Please help them with all your efforts. Do not ignore them. You play a major role in their life; infact their life. Please dont Disrespect your own life.!! This is for all the Parents in the world for such Great up bringing.!! We all really thank you!!Love!! 

Amrita

July 17,2011 

Few things can't be said, Only Felt! Friendship is one among those!

mmh dont know where to start from.. as i said "Few things can't be said, Only Felt! Friendship is one among those!" ,so difficult to find words to the feelings. But as people say i am quite a good writer, so i can start from anywhere LOL!!

Bachelors!!! went for my bachelor degree in other city. Leaving my parents, old friends, and the place where i spent my childhood, the place where i started my journey called life. I remember how i used to go my Mom's office after my school, have lunch with her and then drive back home. Where i started learning music! My mommy forcefullyyyyy, i meann with full force sent me to music classes. I was not at all a good girl at that time, never learned anything. still she did not lose hope, first she enrolled me in indian Classical dance training, yes you heard it right. A few days later; i , i mean 'I' started complaining saying, mom, my foot really painss a looottt :(, she replied okay, then don't go! i was happy..but then she added," Dont go to the dance class, i will enroll you to singing classes". :O i was like what is your problem.? I never understood that she was just trying to make me learn, and grow. She was my Best friend; that i realised very late! i mean right now while writing this one!haha.

She came to drop me to my Hostel, was worried; ofcourse any mom would. Set my room in order, kept my things on place and leaving me alone,, trust me alll alone.

OMG, the college was one of the top in the city; in terms of "FASHION":P, and studies too, ofcourse. Big shots getting down from their cars. but since i was a Hostalite i had a reason not to have a car lol.Met someone who was very simple, sweet, and someone who always believed in what she says, and does it. Very out spoken, and i was totally opposite. Very quite, very silent, a good girl who only answers to the faculty :P. We became friends in no time!! She was with me in all my hard times, in all my happy moments.second year, we bacame gooodd friends, studying together, partying, bunking the classes, going for movies, shopping, and what not we did. and when i topped the university..yeah i did!!:) she was with me congratulating, more happier than me. she was the one who trusted me, when others did not. Others just knew how to make fun, others just knew how to blame, others just knew, what they knew..How can i forget the day, when on my Birthday my Mom and my Borther fly to my Hostel bacause they knew i am all ALONE, and they wanted me to be happy!!But she was always with me.

Time went by, finally the day was there where i had to leave that place to pursue higher degree, to fulfill my dream to become an successful M.B.A. I came out of the examination hall,trying to say Good bye to all! My best friend was there, standing silently, no movements, no expressions. I was controlling my tears, how can i leave someone who hassss trustttt me like anything, who has always; like alwayssssss been there for me. She is really not good in expressing her emotions and i was aware of it. I knew it from begginnig that on 'THE DAY' she will try to be very strong, atleast try to. and there she was. I said 'bye', she said 'ya bye'. can you believe it? okay you could have given some better response. I hugged her, and thought will cry out loud and say; it is going to be difficult to stay without you, i know now no one will be there to stand by me always as you did, I know no one will be there to pick me up before every exam and drop me safely, I know no one will be there to bring home made Aloo paratha and chilly paneer, I know no one will be there to give a tight slap to me for my own good, I know no one will be there to take me to the chat corner just because i want to eat,I know no one will be there to make others shut their mouth if said anything wrong about me...I knew it alll.... But she again gave no Expressions. I felt as if she is all ready for me to leave the place. Could not do anything more than this. Left the place with unsaid words beneath my soul...

Bloody two longgg years, my friend didn't talk to me. strange. I thought may be our friendship is done!I called her on her Brithday every year, no response.. Later period, I got placed and Joined Deloitte. An year and a month after i was in Deloitte; i recieved a call from some unknown number, i recieved " Hello, is this Amrita?" someone on the call said, i said " ya, i think i know you. You are Honey? CORRECT; Honey Rathore. she said yes. And And Anddd... we were back to were we left!!!

Life is strange, and so is Friendship, and infact all relationships in the world are!! you just need to Understand them, infact live them, not understand!! This note is for all my dear friends who are always with me; we are foreever and always!!; Thank you so much!!

Amrita

July 10, 2011