Today's post is a bit personal and I don't know whether anyone out there has experienced the same or not but I guess you might have experienced at least something similar to it.
Anyways, the past one week gave me enough time in hand to indulge in a lot of "thinking process". This time it was not about making decisions nor about taking risks. This time it was about friends, families. . .and the people around me. It was about how they have all left an impact on my life in some way or the other.
To start with . . the people who have influenced me the most - My family. I have no idea about the origin of that word or what that word means in which language. From what I could gauge when I used to see mom and dad of little kids of my age dropping them to school, attending small events like inter-section racing competition which might not be of any significance now but at that time just waving at your parents sitting in the crowd used to give you such a boost. . I came to know that "the" word held a lot of weight. I never had such an experience because apparently I was born in a house where everyone was too busy to care about such petty stuff. . . (I apologize if I might have sounded rude. . but then thats the way it was). The people who were supposed to mean the world to me were too busy in a world of their own. I am not complaining. I perfectly understood their priorities, their responsibilities and how they just wanted to give me every happiness in this world. But as a kid I was really into throwing tantrums. I always wanted what I didn't have and so I wanted them to be there at every inter section racing competition. I wanted them not just to sign my report card without looking what was really inside it. I wanted them to take me to movies, take me for dinner, take me to play zones. I got all that . . .a bit of it though. . . when I got a brother.
Anyways, now I have grown up. . . .and now all I want is my own space. I want to do things which I want to do. I want freedom. But now something has struck their conscience and they are trying to make up for all of it.And all that it leads to is a non-aligned movement. I am sorry but it's too late and we can't go back.
Next up we have my friends. Honestly, I didn't know what or who they are, what sharing of lunch meant, why kids used to plead to the teacher, incessantly, to make them sit with their "best friends", why some of them used to miss their buses just to share some of their secrets.. . all this and many more made me smirk at them. . . till I met one person Most of what I am today is all because of her. She taught me everything. . . from sharing lunch to fighting with the teacher to allow us to sit together. But slowly we drifted away. . .different priorities and new surroundings introduced us to different people.
After that I have never met a person with whom I have shared the same bond. I haven't met anyone with the same level of understanding.
I have met any people but every time I have issued that golden card of trust to them . . somehow they have always lost it. . and now I have run out of them, so I don't any more.
Now I have people around me . . . but I don't know what I have . . maybe some people who try to influence my thinking everyday. Some people who make up my memories . . .
Maybe some other day I will talk about trust and friendship exclusively. . . .this was just a starter . . the entrée is yet to come.
Anyways, the past one week gave me enough time in hand to indulge in a lot of "thinking process". This time it was not about making decisions nor about taking risks. This time it was about friends, families. . .and the people around me. It was about how they have all left an impact on my life in some way or the other.
To start with . . the people who have influenced me the most - My family. I have no idea about the origin of that word or what that word means in which language. From what I could gauge when I used to see mom and dad of little kids of my age dropping them to school, attending small events like inter-section racing competition which might not be of any significance now but at that time just waving at your parents sitting in the crowd used to give you such a boost. . I came to know that "the" word held a lot of weight. I never had such an experience because apparently I was born in a house where everyone was too busy to care about such petty stuff. . . (I apologize if I might have sounded rude. . but then thats the way it was). The people who were supposed to mean the world to me were too busy in a world of their own. I am not complaining. I perfectly understood their priorities, their responsibilities and how they just wanted to give me every happiness in this world. But as a kid I was really into throwing tantrums. I always wanted what I didn't have and so I wanted them to be there at every inter section racing competition. I wanted them not just to sign my report card without looking what was really inside it. I wanted them to take me to movies, take me for dinner, take me to play zones. I got all that . . .a bit of it though. . . when I got a brother.
Anyways, now I have grown up. . . .and now all I want is my own space. I want to do things which I want to do. I want freedom. But now something has struck their conscience and they are trying to make up for all of it.And all that it leads to is a non-aligned movement. I am sorry but it's too late and we can't go back.
Next up we have my friends. Honestly, I didn't know what or who they are, what sharing of lunch meant, why kids used to plead to the teacher, incessantly, to make them sit with their "best friends", why some of them used to miss their buses just to share some of their secrets.. . all this and many more made me smirk at them. . . till I met one person Most of what I am today is all because of her. She taught me everything. . . from sharing lunch to fighting with the teacher to allow us to sit together. But slowly we drifted away. . .different priorities and new surroundings introduced us to different people.
After that I have never met a person with whom I have shared the same bond. I haven't met anyone with the same level of understanding.
I have met any people but every time I have issued that golden card of trust to them . . somehow they have always lost it. . and now I have run out of them, so I don't any more.
Now I have people around me . . . but I don't know what I have . . maybe some people who try to influence my thinking everyday. Some people who make up my memories . . .
Maybe some other day I will talk about trust and friendship exclusively. . . .this was just a starter . . the entrée is yet to come.
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3 comments:
huh....
sorry. . . .well. . .wait for the next post :)
it's ...sad..mks me sad . . .
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