It’s a peaceful Sunday morning. I am sitting on my Sofa with my laptop and stating to write this post. Unlike other weekends I am not feeling like going out as I am down with viral fever. God knows what as happened to Bangalore air..Every other person is falling sick and this disgusting viral fever is spreading like anything. But I am not writing this to share my concern over viral fever…I am just missing my mom so much. So thought if I write this and share this with you all, I might feel better and I hope you will also like to read it( Because we all love our moms :) ).
Though I always care for my mom, even as a small child, its just that after celebrating 25 birthdays and spending 4 years of independent working life staying away from her, I am realizing how much she has done and is still doing for me. I am having fever since two days and getting one call from her in every one hour :) . She keeps on telling me- eat this, eat that, take this medicine, gargle warm water, take rest, don't go out etc etc. She has hundreds of work at home, but I feel as if only I am running in her mind whole day. She loves me so much and you know what I do :) ? .... I emotionally blackmail her saying- ' tell me when will u come.I will take medicines only when you wil come here' :)
Its not that I am not well now and thats why she is so concerned about me..It has always been like that. I still remember the days when I used to study late (even till 3am or 4 am) during exam times and after whole days work she would sit beside me. Howmuch ever I used to tell her to go to sleep, she would never leave me alone in the study room. She would sit there on a chair and keep on dozing :) . After completing my BTech. before 4 years, I started with my job. Since then I am staying away from home and since then everyday she would sleep only after knowing that I am back in my room safe and I had my dinner. Just a thought that my mom is there for me gives me so much strength.....
Now when I am alone and cook my food myself, clean my room, clean my clothes I realize how it would have been for her when I used to order for special items and leave my things here and there for her to clean them. Though she used to keep my things properly, she has not made me a lazy dumb. Her love as well as her scoldings have made me capable enough to do my things on my own and run a home nicely and cleanly.
She never restricts me from doing anything that I want to do, but she has given me the sense to choose between right and wrong.
It will never end if I keep on writing about my mom . I know all the moms are like that. Now my mom is more a friend and a guide to me that anyting else. We share a bonding that only we can feel. I miss her so much and I know she also misses me a lot. We all love our moms and never in our lives we will be able to return what they have gives us.. so lets just say - I LOVE YOU MOM. I am sure they wont need anyting else :) .....
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Finally.....
After so many days of laziness finally on 6th August I am starting to write my first blog. Actually I am also not very sure whether it was laziness or something else that was holding me back from blogging. Though I am not a very good writer, as far as I know I am not very bad at it also. Anyways today in my first post I would like to share with you the incident that ended this laziness or whatever :)..
'Health is wealth'. Though I know this line from my childhood, its recently that I have started giving importance to it. After spending 4 years in the software professional world, I am very clear that to keep myself fit i need to exercise. So everyday evening I go to a small park very near to my apartment in Bangalore with my friend to walk and jog.
Yesterday we were bit late and started from home around 8PM to the park. We started walking for the first round in the park. Me and my friend both are from Odisha. So we were gossiping in Oriya language while walking. Outside the park and just opposite to the entrance of the park there is a very nice building. When we reached that point I noticed that there is a middle aged man sitting on a chair in front of the building. From his appearance and dress i was certain that he was the new security guard of the building. There was nothing to grab our attention. So we kept on chatting and continued our walk. When we reached the same point while taking the second round in that park, suddenly we heard someone singing something very familiar. By that time i had completely forgotten about the security guard. When we looked out to see the infamous singer :), to our surprise it was the security guard. And to add more surprise he was singing an Oriya song-' Dhanya tora baanka chahani, tote gadhichi kou bindhaani' :) ( Its an Oriya Bhajan ) ... It was a nice feeling hearing an Oriya song after so many days. But we continued our walk and the voice fainted and stopped after sometime. Again when we reached the same point of the park in our third round, the person again started singing another Oriya song. We were giggling a bit :) and were quite sure by that time that he had heard us talking in Oriya and was interested to talk with us. Then we continued our walk and took some 7 rounds of the park. Every time when we were reaching that point of the park the man was singing different different Odiya songs. It was clear that he was interested to talk to us in Oriya, but he wanted us to start the conversation. Though initially we were also tempted to talk to him, we were bit apprehensive as we didn't know the person and he was a complete stranger even though we all are from the same state. After taking 7 rounds we came out of the park and returned home. But there was a feeling that we could have talked to the man, could have known him better, could have helped him if he needed something as he is also from Odisha and I am quite sure that he was also having the same kind of thoughts.But that did not happen and we are not sure if we will see him again...
So today morning when I got up, I was determined that I would start blogging from today. I had thought about it since so many days, but for some nonsense reason I was holding it back like that security guard. Life is so short and I don't want to leave this world with any bad feeling like - I could not do this or I could have done that, even if its a small thing like blogging... So friends here I go..All the best to ME :)....
'Health is wealth'. Though I know this line from my childhood, its recently that I have started giving importance to it. After spending 4 years in the software professional world, I am very clear that to keep myself fit i need to exercise. So everyday evening I go to a small park very near to my apartment in Bangalore with my friend to walk and jog.
Yesterday we were bit late and started from home around 8PM to the park. We started walking for the first round in the park. Me and my friend both are from Odisha. So we were gossiping in Oriya language while walking. Outside the park and just opposite to the entrance of the park there is a very nice building. When we reached that point I noticed that there is a middle aged man sitting on a chair in front of the building. From his appearance and dress i was certain that he was the new security guard of the building. There was nothing to grab our attention. So we kept on chatting and continued our walk. When we reached the same point while taking the second round in that park, suddenly we heard someone singing something very familiar. By that time i had completely forgotten about the security guard. When we looked out to see the infamous singer :), to our surprise it was the security guard. And to add more surprise he was singing an Oriya song-' Dhanya tora baanka chahani, tote gadhichi kou bindhaani' :) ( Its an Oriya Bhajan ) ... It was a nice feeling hearing an Oriya song after so many days. But we continued our walk and the voice fainted and stopped after sometime. Again when we reached the same point of the park in our third round, the person again started singing another Oriya song. We were giggling a bit :) and were quite sure by that time that he had heard us talking in Oriya and was interested to talk with us. Then we continued our walk and took some 7 rounds of the park. Every time when we were reaching that point of the park the man was singing different different Odiya songs. It was clear that he was interested to talk to us in Oriya, but he wanted us to start the conversation. Though initially we were also tempted to talk to him, we were bit apprehensive as we didn't know the person and he was a complete stranger even though we all are from the same state. After taking 7 rounds we came out of the park and returned home. But there was a feeling that we could have talked to the man, could have known him better, could have helped him if he needed something as he is also from Odisha and I am quite sure that he was also having the same kind of thoughts.But that did not happen and we are not sure if we will see him again...
So today morning when I got up, I was determined that I would start blogging from today. I had thought about it since so many days, but for some nonsense reason I was holding it back like that security guard. Life is so short and I don't want to leave this world with any bad feeling like - I could not do this or I could have done that, even if its a small thing like blogging... So friends here I go..All the best to ME :)....
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