Finally it was the weekend. Long tiring week and a day off!! “What a relief”, I had thought. But when I woke up thanks to Sooman’s farewell call, I wished this Saturday didn’t come at all. He was leaving for a five days long training session and we wouldn’t even get to talk over phone, coz the place where he was going wouldn’t have any network… Suddenly I thought “What the hell! Why should it already be Saturday?”… No option save acceptance… I asked him to take care and enjoy, and that I would miss him! Nothing more.
Then I went back to sleep again. I woke up late, thought his absence would teach me something new and started my day as usual. Well, I must say I had wanted to sleep the whole day but would my mom allow that? I did nothing more than helping my brother clean his room and then had lunch really early and started washing clothes. Actually Geeta started out and I just helped her. My cousin Grishma was there after a long time and it was quite fun to be with her. She had stayed with us most of her childhood days and so she shares an intimate relationship with our family. Now she stays with her parents… i.e. my mama and maiju.
I just didn’t do anything significant after the washing while Geeta did all the household chores. I turned on the computer, checked some mails, sent some and then played games. What a waste!! I regretted later. I thought about reading “A doll’s house” and actually turned the pages, but no, I couldn’t concentrate at all. Something was wrong with me. I had no zeal to do anything at all. I didn’t even want to watch TV. It was somehow abnormal because I have always loved watching television on Saturdays!
Then I went back to sleep again. I woke up late, thought his absence would teach me something new and started my day as usual. Well, I must say I had wanted to sleep the whole day but would my mom allow that? I did nothing more than helping my brother clean his room and then had lunch really early and started washing clothes. Actually Geeta started out and I just helped her. My cousin Grishma was there after a long time and it was quite fun to be with her. She had stayed with us most of her childhood days and so she shares an intimate relationship with our family. Now she stays with her parents… i.e. my mama and maiju.
I just didn’t do anything significant after the washing while Geeta did all the household chores. I turned on the computer, checked some mails, sent some and then played games. What a waste!! I regretted later. I thought about reading “A doll’s house” and actually turned the pages, but no, I couldn’t concentrate at all. Something was wrong with me. I had no zeal to do anything at all. I didn’t even want to watch TV. It was somehow abnormal because I have always loved watching television on Saturdays!
In the evening I remembered that I had to go to the boutique and collect my garment. I set off with nothing but an umbrella and the money I would have to pay. It was slightly raining, and I had a joyous heart. After all, the weather was too good. I suddenly found myself happy and smiling. :)
It was nice to see people hurrying somewhere, most of them I noticed without umbrella or raincoat. But the rain wasn’t that heavy. And I realised that I too wanted to get wet. I removed the umbrella for a few seconds and let the raindrops fall on me. It was such a nice feeling. Well, I didn’t want to catch cold as I am very vulnerable to it so I took shelter of the umbrella. I reached the boutique, asked if my cloth was ready and as most of the times, I left empty-handed. I wanted to shout at her and scold her, but I maintained my cool and went to my dad’s nursery.
Dad was still working. (It was already 6.30 pm when I reached there.) Suddenly there was an admiration for him in my eyes. “Daddy” I called him. He was shocked to see me there. By then, it had already started raining cats and dogs. It didn’t seem to bother him at all. I also started looking around. The nursery looked wonderful. There were flowers all around and dad’s business was running pretty well. He would want us to join him and help him out, and my sister and brother are doing just that. But as for me, I am not interested in it at all. I don’t have a ‘business mind’ and I can’t bear at all to get myself involved in all those things- customers, money, accounts ... not my cup of tea!!
It was nice to see people hurrying somewhere, most of them I noticed without umbrella or raincoat. But the rain wasn’t that heavy. And I realised that I too wanted to get wet. I removed the umbrella for a few seconds and let the raindrops fall on me. It was such a nice feeling. Well, I didn’t want to catch cold as I am very vulnerable to it so I took shelter of the umbrella. I reached the boutique, asked if my cloth was ready and as most of the times, I left empty-handed. I wanted to shout at her and scold her, but I maintained my cool and went to my dad’s nursery.
Dad was still working. (It was already 6.30 pm when I reached there.) Suddenly there was an admiration for him in my eyes. “Daddy” I called him. He was shocked to see me there. By then, it had already started raining cats and dogs. It didn’t seem to bother him at all. I also started looking around. The nursery looked wonderful. There were flowers all around and dad’s business was running pretty well. He would want us to join him and help him out, and my sister and brother are doing just that. But as for me, I am not interested in it at all. I don’t have a ‘business mind’ and I can’t bear at all to get myself involved in all those things- customers, money, accounts ... not my cup of tea!!
Dad didn’t say anything to me. He was too engaged in his work. For a moment I looked at him and thought “How can he work so hard?” And remembered those old days, when I was a kid. “Yeah, no doubt, my dad loves me the most” I concluded just so. A few weeks earlier, when I had to attend the Yamaha Glam Calendar launch and while returning back, I hadn’t found any vehicle save a taxi, mom told me I could have called dad. Then dad said that he was not worth that! I was amazed to hear him say that. He says that I work in a ‘big’ office where all my colleagues’ come from a decent background, from high class and so he didn’t deserve to pick me up in front of others… I scolded him for having such a lowly feeling and left the room. Later he was telling me that he was just joking… what a bad joke I thought.
Really, I admire my dad very much. He started his life from the zero level and reached this height. I still remember those difficult days that my parents have overcome with dignity and toil of day and night. In fact they have done every possible thing to never let us down in front of others. I know I have failed to understand my dad many a times, hated him even, but still he has always been a source of inspiration, a living image of someone extra-ordinary who keeps on reminding me that nothing is impossible.
Really, I admire my dad very much. He started his life from the zero level and reached this height. I still remember those difficult days that my parents have overcome with dignity and toil of day and night. In fact they have done every possible thing to never let us down in front of others. I know I have failed to understand my dad many a times, hated him even, but still he has always been a source of inspiration, a living image of someone extra-ordinary who keeps on reminding me that nothing is impossible.
I would still get time to think so many things if dad hadn’t called for me. I went in to the office and we prepared to leave. I folded my pants so that it wouldn’t be muddy, dad put on his raincoat and we left for home. Dad was much ahead of me on the road as he walks really fast and I wasn’t being able to catch up with him. On the way, I noticed the shops, stationeries, tailors, hotels, restaurants… everything that we got to see while at Gyan Niketan, the school from where I passed my SLC from. In fact it’s the only school where I spent all my school life. I was really pleased to find the road near the school pitched, and that was nearly the only change I noticed. Very quickly, I also had a flashback of my school days memory.
At home, I did nothing but watched ‘Kya Aap Panchvi Pass Se Tez hai?’ had dinner, plugged ear-phones playing some selected songs and slept while remembering so many things…
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