Birthdays are like fresh bloom flowers, that promise us of joyful hours, amidst lives garden glowing insight, of Gods loving crystal light…Another time, to halt at and think over…. As a child one of the often recited quote by me, my sis and cousin, was ‘There is only one perfect child and every mother has it’ This is simply the law of nature…Just as it is said…. The things that we desire in life are expensive, but the truth is that the things that really satisfy us are absolutely free…. Love, joy, laughter and friends…. Mothers are simply crazy people…It is difficult to phantom their thought… Normally for many- birthday is a time for celebrations…Last month celebrated fathers Shastipurthi…. with so many people around…. and today there is nobody at home, and no Gas to prepare food…
And just before today, i.e yesterday, when ammas younger sister, Girija chitta celebrated her birthday with Raghee, ‘Ramanilayam’ the first house I was into since my birth, the dream of my grandparents, a part of their life time achievement….the house in which we had spend better part of our childhood holidays, plucking mangoes, eating jackfruits, running around squirrel, breaking cashewnuts, swinging, falling into motorshed of the well, and getting beating from Mutachen for that was finally sold out……How good it would have been if one of us would have taken it…..But………..
Achan even this Sunday kept telling….people till few years back had time for everything, especially because there was no current, TV and Computers….Without gas they could cook food for so many people….but now time has changed……Everything is at the figure tip of man but he has no time for anything, Mobile in his hand, no time to enquire about his near and dear ones….A poor life this, full of care, no time to stand and stare…as was put by Wordsworth-I guess- in his Poem, Leisure…..Today they felt happy and surprised, because I called them up early, before 6 am….They kept guessing how this girl with sleeping mania, who could not write her exam because she was late in getting up, woke up this early……
Thanks to 'both of you' for helping me wake up early since past few days….
Thought for the day: Children begin by loving their parents, After a time they judge them, rarely if ever do they forgive them…..Oscar Wilde
Nothing lasts for ever…..
that was a sweet one dear:))
ReplyDeletereminded me again of those old days....
Thara