It has been a long time since I wrote something. Many things happened over the while, some really heartening and some heart-breaking but life went on much like a perennial river which flows even when there is rain or drought.
The few days marking the end of the last year have shifted my paradigm regarding few things. Few subtle things that I disregarded earlier, the things which were repulsive and I thought of neglecting after I settle became so very important in just a day. Something happened one day, quite tragic, that brought a realization in me. I don't want to describe it but the outcome is worth-mentioning.
After coming to the college, I got cut off from all my relatives, the small ones with who I enjoyed each of my childhood days, the big-bros and sis' who would teach me those small little things through mischievous fights, dadi-nani whose stories paved way to let a beautiful dream flow through my tiny mind every night, the relatives so distant yet having profound impacts on my life.
It was their cumulative effects in shaping my thoughts that made me stand wherever I am today. I am still moving with my slow yet steady speed, with each of their past actions fabricating the next step I trudge. I am not at the zenith nor have I accomplished anything big but whatever I had done has been the outcome of those little things that sparkled my childhood.
Those people are my own. I can never repay them back by any material thing, but I can definitely shower them my love and care so that they always feel that there is at least one person on this planet, who will be happy seeing them happy.
It's my resolution this year to talk to every relative of mine once in a week. ONE DAY FOR THOSE WHO ARE SO CLOSE THAT I CAN NEVER LOSE THEM. The best gift that we can gift to the elderlies is our TIME.
The few days marking the end of the last year have shifted my paradigm regarding few things. Few subtle things that I disregarded earlier, the things which were repulsive and I thought of neglecting after I settle became so very important in just a day. Something happened one day, quite tragic, that brought a realization in me. I don't want to describe it but the outcome is worth-mentioning.
After coming to the college, I got cut off from all my relatives, the small ones with who I enjoyed each of my childhood days, the big-bros and sis' who would teach me those small little things through mischievous fights, dadi-nani whose stories paved way to let a beautiful dream flow through my tiny mind every night, the relatives so distant yet having profound impacts on my life.
It was their cumulative effects in shaping my thoughts that made me stand wherever I am today. I am still moving with my slow yet steady speed, with each of their past actions fabricating the next step I trudge. I am not at the zenith nor have I accomplished anything big but whatever I had done has been the outcome of those little things that sparkled my childhood.
Those people are my own. I can never repay them back by any material thing, but I can definitely shower them my love and care so that they always feel that there is at least one person on this planet, who will be happy seeing them happy.
It's my resolution this year to talk to every relative of mine once in a week. ONE DAY FOR THOSE WHO ARE SO CLOSE THAT I CAN NEVER LOSE THEM. The best gift that we can gift to the elderlies is our TIME.
Nothing can make them more happy than showing your concern about their
health and happiness.
health and happiness.
1 comment:
a really emotional one and an outstanding one too... really this is one thing that people often miss out without even paying heed to the fact that those little cheers and appreciation from our elders which used to be our major strength and confidence pillar really shaped our future ,, thank u for putting forth this article !!! something that i think i was missing but not any more :)
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