Monday, September 15, 2014

Ten Things to do Before I Die

However, the list of things I wish to do is inexhaustible; I will dive into myself to grab the 10 top most things that I would like to do before I die. The list does not follow any particular order.

  • Take my parents and in laws down the memory lane. Visit our birthplace that no longer is our abode.
  • Own a dwelling surrounded by hills, water, books, colors, soft music with my better half once I have finished the worldly responsibilities and duties.
  • Set an example for my kid that life does not mean to follow others. Each one should take a journey without hurting others and at the same time without degrading self. We should make the choices and leave the blaming game.
  • Contribute in my small ways to the lives around me in terms of time, company, monetarily, emotionally.
  • Play adventure sport for that high adrenalin rush when I am on the riper side of sixty!
  • Meet all my friends who have been omnipresent in spite of distances and duration.
  • Play childhood games with cousins when we will be too old to run and jump.
  • Read at least one book every day.
  • Create something on the lines of hall of fame maybe a room where photographs of all my family, cousins from before and after my marriage shall adorn the walls.
  • Keep my sanity and health at par so that when I die I have a smile of contentment on my face

    Written in response to Lets post our Bucket List: Ten Things You Would Want to Do, no let me rephrase, TEN THINGS YOU MUST DO BEFORE YOU DIE or else you would feel like a loser on a deathbed? Let us share and motivate each other about life. Lets Dream about life, your life.

    Wednesday, September 04, 2013

    Lost Childhood Friend
    I fondly remember my childhood days particularly, the winter holidays. Every winter we used to come to my nani’s place. There I had made a special fiend. One I called my best friend. Our rendezvous was an annual affair but the bonding was quite tough. My nani tells me we were toddlers when we started playing together. Therefore, this event happened a long time ago.
    I still remember my ‘chaddi buddy’. Maybe, as children the senses are raw and receptive so friendships last lifelong. Those 30 days were just splendid. Then, something happened and we permanently shifted to Delhi. Everybody started talking how the friendship brought us together, how we shall grow up with each other’s company. Though we lived far from her house, still we met each weekend. It was because of her that I never realized the transition from my hometown to Delhi.
    Six months passed happily and then came the news. We both became quiet after that. The friendship of seven years was under the hammer of distances. Her father was transferred to Gujarat. Within a month, she had to shift.
     We used to cry together. Then came the day she had to leave. I took a day off from school. I wanted to see her off before she left. We were 6 years old when we parted. Then there were occasional exchange of letters. As time passed, my nani too shifted and then the correspondence stopped. We moved ahead in our lives.
    Nevertheless, I still remember her once a while. I do not know if she has memories of me. Childhood gave me a gift of friendship that still lingers on with me.  Today my child is as old as I was when our friendship blossomed. He too has a friend who he refuses to part with. May be life comes a full circle.
    Interestingly, I still remember the names of her parents, brother, and the school they went. I have a picture inside me of us playing together. I even tried to search for her. Facebook, orkut but then so many people share that name that it is tough to find her. I know we have drifted on different paths and have become individuals who are different from their childhood avatars. Still, someday, I hope to meet her just once.
    You are fondly remembered dear friend!