Apne muh Miya mitthu. Self praise is donkey's praise..
The title will sure make you think that about me. But trust me, this one comes purely from very pleasant incidents.
Mom Papa recently moved into our new home and I got another opportunity to stay home for two weeks. We had busy days and nights working and shifting. After as much as I could help bhabhi, I had to come back to marathahalli (apna ghar).
While saying the usual goodbyes, I went to bhabhi and said take care bhabhi, see you. She hugged me with tearful eyes and I had to cheer her up. "Bhabhi sasural main jaa rahi hu aur aap ro rahe ho. I'll come back soon don't worry. " I quickly moved away to control my tears.
I called one of my friends on diwali and he said I was just thinking about you. "What made you think about me?" I asked. "Today is Diwali, it just came to my mind that I did not call and wish you"
A long lost friend suddenly contacted me and I was overwhelmed. "Where have you been?" I asked "I'm here" he said. (The last I met and spoke to him was before my wedding)
I received a picture from him today and I downloaded it guessing what it could be. I got a cheerful shock as I looked at a wooden keychain with an initial. "You still have this?" I asked him.
"... The one and the only ... from the one and the only ... for the one and the only ..." He replied with a smile..
In a flash, I was in Rajasthan where I got that keychain from. I recollected picking a few up for very good friends of mine and wondered if any of them still had them. But this fellow had stored it well.
A few months ago I had a funful day out with the one I shared my childhood with. Anju got married more than 10 years ago and I had not seen her since. Meeting her two kids, talking about our little home scandals was a real stress buster.
She called me when she got back home and told me how excited she was when she showed my picture to her people. She's also displayed small gifts I had taken for her and the kids. Her happiness was so evident it filled my heart with joy.
Mom was unwell and I took two days off to stay with her. With cherith around, she was to get better sooner. I teased bhabhi I'll get back the same night and she called bro.
"Don't come just to show your face from 20 km away, stay atleast for a night. I still have to play with cherith" and after a few more words of intended trashing from Chetan, I told him I was staying.
I just have a broad smile on my face as I write about all these little instances. It is indeed an inordinate feeling to have a positive impact on people's life. Having a special place in their hearts is a rare feat I have achieved.
If a friend possesses a negligible gift for years in the same condition you gave it, if people wait for your arrival and get disheartened by your departure, if someone thinks of you during happy days and if a few memories made with you go into the "Box of souvenirs" in my opinion that is one fruitful life.
So when you are having a bad day or you are upset with the turn of life's events, think about those people who love to have you around. You may not notice it but some people do keep you in a very special area of their heart.
You stay there irrespective of the distance, age or years that seperate you. They may not announce it, you have to feel it.
So fear not, because life will continually throw tantrums at you, but you have to remind yourself that lord has given us this life. You are obviously worth a lot.
Say to yourself " I am Special" This realisation will tare away the gloom and brighten up your life. The sunshine spread by such memories will never fade.
Be special.
Cheers!
God bless!!
CHS
The title will sure make you think that about me. But trust me, this one comes purely from very pleasant incidents.
Mom Papa recently moved into our new home and I got another opportunity to stay home for two weeks. We had busy days and nights working and shifting. After as much as I could help bhabhi, I had to come back to marathahalli (apna ghar).
While saying the usual goodbyes, I went to bhabhi and said take care bhabhi, see you. She hugged me with tearful eyes and I had to cheer her up. "Bhabhi sasural main jaa rahi hu aur aap ro rahe ho. I'll come back soon don't worry. " I quickly moved away to control my tears.
I called one of my friends on diwali and he said I was just thinking about you. "What made you think about me?" I asked. "Today is Diwali, it just came to my mind that I did not call and wish you"
A long lost friend suddenly contacted me and I was overwhelmed. "Where have you been?" I asked "I'm here" he said. (The last I met and spoke to him was before my wedding)
I received a picture from him today and I downloaded it guessing what it could be. I got a cheerful shock as I looked at a wooden keychain with an initial. "You still have this?" I asked him.
"... The one and the only ... from the one and the only ... for the one and the only ..." He replied with a smile..
In a flash, I was in Rajasthan where I got that keychain from. I recollected picking a few up for very good friends of mine and wondered if any of them still had them. But this fellow had stored it well.
A few months ago I had a funful day out with the one I shared my childhood with. Anju got married more than 10 years ago and I had not seen her since. Meeting her two kids, talking about our little home scandals was a real stress buster.
She called me when she got back home and told me how excited she was when she showed my picture to her people. She's also displayed small gifts I had taken for her and the kids. Her happiness was so evident it filled my heart with joy.
Mom was unwell and I took two days off to stay with her. With cherith around, she was to get better sooner. I teased bhabhi I'll get back the same night and she called bro.
"Don't come just to show your face from 20 km away, stay atleast for a night. I still have to play with cherith" and after a few more words of intended trashing from Chetan, I told him I was staying.
I just have a broad smile on my face as I write about all these little instances. It is indeed an inordinate feeling to have a positive impact on people's life. Having a special place in their hearts is a rare feat I have achieved.
If a friend possesses a negligible gift for years in the same condition you gave it, if people wait for your arrival and get disheartened by your departure, if someone thinks of you during happy days and if a few memories made with you go into the "Box of souvenirs" in my opinion that is one fruitful life.
So when you are having a bad day or you are upset with the turn of life's events, think about those people who love to have you around. You may not notice it but some people do keep you in a very special area of their heart.
You stay there irrespective of the distance, age or years that seperate you. They may not announce it, you have to feel it.
So fear not, because life will continually throw tantrums at you, but you have to remind yourself that lord has given us this life. You are obviously worth a lot.
Say to yourself " I am Special" This realisation will tare away the gloom and brighten up your life. The sunshine spread by such memories will never fade.
Be special.
Cheers!
God bless!!
CHS
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