As a participant of
this crazy human race, I too have certain high dreams and aspirations. I won’t say
that in twenty years of grazing through life I have got whatever I wished for. If
I sit down to think about the dreams I did not achieve then I will have no
other option than breaking down. But when I actually look at the things I have,
I feel full. I have a big awesome family, comprising of my total sweet heart
father, totally chaotic mother, not too grown up brother, and a bunch of silly,
never boring friends.
It’s true when they say, “We come to this world alone, We work alone, We live alone, We
depart alone”. But wouldn’t this life be too boring, too colorless without
these stupid stupid relationships?
Few days back, I
was out of town for about three days. I was on the phone with my father, when
he enquired “When are you getting back!? It’s been ages since I last saw you!” Then
after returning, when I opened my Facebook wall, I see a post “Heyya sis, Call
me” (this one was from my brother after about six hours of leaving home). And
then you have your friends! I seriously have no idea what I would have done
without them! They are always there. When you don’t want to talk, they have to
talk, bug and irritate until you come out clean. When you want to talk, they
are too bust with assignments, work to even do so. God! They drive me mad! Their
never ending demands, their never ending parenting, the horrible fights, the
gossips. God! Is there any moment when you guys are not there?
May be! Life is
not about big things but about these small and big, significant and
insignificant moments. Later when you sum them up, they grow into something
gigantic, something much more precious, something much more powerful, something
worth fighting for, they all grow into a one big “family”.
