HOME SWEET HOME...
Peace, happiness, love and respect are the four main things that our life needs and craves for, after the four basic needs of food, air, water and shelter. I cant generalize this statement for all because bhaiya says only music is his life, need and passion but at least the above rule holds good for me. The place where we get all our desired things is where we want to spend most of our time. Fortunately I have the place called "HOME" where I get all these things.
After a long time I got opportunity to go to my home (Haldwani) for some exams. I felt there so much of pleasure that I cant define in words. Actually many of the times mummy or papa themselves come to Delhi to meet me, so I get less chances to go to Haldwani. But due to my exams, I had to stay there from 23/12/2012 to 5/1/2013. Though it was a chilled whether and I couldn't study much for exams due to cold but I enjoyed the most. I was actually thinking that the concepts of 'sasural' and 'mayka' are the things associated with married ladies but I seriously felt like I had returned to my mayka. Due to my exams, mummy was not expecting much help from me in kitchen and I was supposed to study and take rest. So I was sleeping there at my old time (9 pm) and was rising at 4 or 5 am. It was like a strange for me because here at Delhi, I cant sleep before 11:30 pm as my schedule does not allow me to do so. So I thought, there also I will not be sleepy before 11:30 which later found to be wrong as I was sleeping daily at 9pm.
I really miss my home...............when I say this,.......the picture of my room comes before me..........piles of so many books, some about astrology and many competitive magazines which I had bought when I used to live there. Mummy papa generally say that they will send the loads of these books as dowry in my marriage. I say, no need to send these, as I will buy more there.
I miss the meditation room which looks so nice that I like to sit in that room. I was busy due to my exams otherwise I had to fully utilize that room. Again the picture of meditation room with electric garlands on Bapuji's picture comes in front of me.
I miss the peaceful roof where I had spent hours looking at sky.....I miss Tauji who used to burn the wood sticks in the evening to keep us warm in this cool winter. I miss Mummy, I miss Papa and I miss the freedom that I always feel at my sweet home....:)
After a long time I got opportunity to go to my home (Haldwani) for some exams. I felt there so much of pleasure that I cant define in words. Actually many of the times mummy or papa themselves come to Delhi to meet me, so I get less chances to go to Haldwani. But due to my exams, I had to stay there from 23/12/2012 to 5/1/2013. Though it was a chilled whether and I couldn't study much for exams due to cold but I enjoyed the most. I was actually thinking that the concepts of 'sasural' and 'mayka' are the things associated with married ladies but I seriously felt like I had returned to my mayka. Due to my exams, mummy was not expecting much help from me in kitchen and I was supposed to study and take rest. So I was sleeping there at my old time (9 pm) and was rising at 4 or 5 am. It was like a strange for me because here at Delhi, I cant sleep before 11:30 pm as my schedule does not allow me to do so. So I thought, there also I will not be sleepy before 11:30 which later found to be wrong as I was sleeping daily at 9pm.
I really miss my home...............when I say this,.......the picture of my room comes before me..........piles of so many books, some about astrology and many competitive magazines which I had bought when I used to live there. Mummy papa generally say that they will send the loads of these books as dowry in my marriage. I say, no need to send these, as I will buy more there.
I miss the meditation room which looks so nice that I like to sit in that room. I was busy due to my exams otherwise I had to fully utilize that room. Again the picture of meditation room with electric garlands on Bapuji's picture comes in front of me.
I miss the peaceful roof where I had spent hours looking at sky.....I miss Tauji who used to burn the wood sticks in the evening to keep us warm in this cool winter. I miss Mummy, I miss Papa and I miss the freedom that I always feel at my sweet home....:)
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