It was quite a surreal experience today. There was some all-day event of our company held at a prestigious hotel in the heart of the city. Fortunately it didn't last for one whole day and I had the privilege of being back home when “suraj chachu” was still around. Now, after working for over a year in a company which requires me to travel close to 4 hours a day, the only time when I get a glimpse of this golden ball of fire is either when it says “hi” in the morning or “bye” in the evening. It will be a really beautiful sight filling the whole sky with its deep orange glow. Sometimes when the work gets very hectic, I miss even these.
When I got down from cab and walked towards home, I immediately realized that this was exactly the time when we used to come back home from school. My mind raced back to those primary school days – I used to walk back home everyday after school. Sometimes I would have friends for company and most of the times it would be my brother and sister. We used have long discussions about what our teachers had told us in school, how we had lost either a pencil or an eraser that day, how we would finish our homework and then play, etc . If I walked back with my brother, I used to hold his hand because mom had told me to. Although he never ran around, it was like a big responsibility to me then. (BTW, he looked cute in an uniform). We used to have other topics such as which chocolate mom would get us, what nice food she would prepare for us and how we both would play on terrace that evening (and end up in a fight hitting each other).
When I thought of those days, my mind was filled with some unexplainable emotion. Those were really the golden days with no worries and work pressures. I wished I could be a school going kid again while all the time aware of the fact that it would only be a fantasy and could not happen for real. I watched the some kids arguing about why India would win today’s T20 match against SL and how one of the boys who had just now got a Tata Sky Connection in his house would watch the match after finishing his homework.
I felt happy that I had been given a chance to come home soon and experience all these nice things. I was thankful to my employers for that as well as one more good news that was announced today. It seemed so long ago that I used to stay back almost everyday to finish the task that was assigned to me. I used to grumble everyday about having too much work, not speak to anyone properly, didn’t have time for anything and was too much frustrated then. Life had come a full circle from there. Now I have finished those hectic tasks, taken holidays, rested and feeling good about everything. I realized it is all interwoven in a delicate cycle. When we get to the bottom of it, we always complain and grumble as if there were no good days; When we are at the top, we rejoice and celebrate as if we never fall down. It was today’s experience that made me feel that mere grumbling will not lead to any happiness in life. We need to always look at life with a positive and balanced perspective. Let us all learn from our very own “suraj chachu” and “chanda maama” that after every hard, sunny and toiling day, there will always be a relaxing, cool night and that after every dark and scary night, there will always be a bright and dazzling pleasant day
When I got down from cab and walked towards home, I immediately realized that this was exactly the time when we used to come back home from school. My mind raced back to those primary school days – I used to walk back home everyday after school. Sometimes I would have friends for company and most of the times it would be my brother and sister. We used have long discussions about what our teachers had told us in school, how we had lost either a pencil or an eraser that day, how we would finish our homework and then play, etc . If I walked back with my brother, I used to hold his hand because mom had told me to. Although he never ran around, it was like a big responsibility to me then. (BTW, he looked cute in an uniform). We used to have other topics such as which chocolate mom would get us, what nice food she would prepare for us and how we both would play on terrace that evening (and end up in a fight hitting each other).
When I thought of those days, my mind was filled with some unexplainable emotion. Those were really the golden days with no worries and work pressures. I wished I could be a school going kid again while all the time aware of the fact that it would only be a fantasy and could not happen for real. I watched the some kids arguing about why India would win today’s T20 match against SL and how one of the boys who had just now got a Tata Sky Connection in his house would watch the match after finishing his homework.
I felt happy that I had been given a chance to come home soon and experience all these nice things. I was thankful to my employers for that as well as one more good news that was announced today. It seemed so long ago that I used to stay back almost everyday to finish the task that was assigned to me. I used to grumble everyday about having too much work, not speak to anyone properly, didn’t have time for anything and was too much frustrated then. Life had come a full circle from there. Now I have finished those hectic tasks, taken holidays, rested and feeling good about everything. I realized it is all interwoven in a delicate cycle. When we get to the bottom of it, we always complain and grumble as if there were no good days; When we are at the top, we rejoice and celebrate as if we never fall down. It was today’s experience that made me feel that mere grumbling will not lead to any happiness in life. We need to always look at life with a positive and balanced perspective. Let us all learn from our very own “suraj chachu” and “chanda maama” that after every hard, sunny and toiling day, there will always be a relaxing, cool night and that after every dark and scary night, there will always be a bright and dazzling pleasant day
7 comments:
Just today morning I was wishing that I could be a school going kid again after hearing about my friend's daughter who is an LKG kid. And after reading this blog I feel that those days were really the golden days of my life :).
Nice to go back to such good old memories :)
Waww..
I hv an exactly similar post in my blog http://madhavablogs.blogspot.com/2008/02/precious-evenings.html
@Anonymous
It is indeed nice to go back to old memories.
Even nicer it is to re-live them and learn from them :)
@Ananth
Yes Anna! I had read your post on last year's kick off. But this year I got a chance to experience what you had felt that time. But the only difference is I dont have water spots near my home to spend precious evenings!(in those rare days when I am free)
This is an awesome post... very nicely conveyed the message. In school/college we keep wishing for the exams to get over soon so we could get holidays and vacations. In engg, we wished to get placed quickly so that we would start earning cash. But now we feel that those days in school and college were the best! We may earn money but that will never be able to buy or bring back the freedom and joy of childhood days.
Truly Nostalgic!!Enjooyyy it while it last n ya make is last long:)!!
True human emotions : Grass always seems greener at the other side..
BTW ...it was soooo damn good in KGP :D
Couldn't have agreed more with VGSoMites comment tht "Grass is always greener on the other side". Till the time we see only the good things on the other side & only the bad things on your side, you always feel as though if there was something else you wld have been happier.
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