The Purple Days of my Life
If you have a will to do something, you will or someone else will find you a way. Even your small prayers will be answered later, if you ask it like a child. Somebody is listening to you from somewhere.
A feel of love and gratitude fills me as I realize that I still hoard that old purple waste basket that looks after my literary skills and cluttered thoughts. Yes it has been with me all the time whenever my hormones rush and I start scribbling and throw it away in the bin. I share my enthusiasm and eagerness to enjoy the spirit of independence with that tiny purple bin.
So, the joy that I am about to share would make my purple friend happier than any one else in the world.
Series of optimistic poems about the crave for independence and experiences were found boring for me and my purple pal. One day, we heard a talk from the downstairs about a US trip - a trip to Obama's place. Ohh.... wait.. To Newyork, Oh wait again. To Nayagra. It sounded like a one month plan. !
Parents' were planning to trip to the nation of United States for two months, leaving their children behind.
Ha.....................................
It was not the fact that I would miss homely food that was worrying me in the first place. It was neither the thoughts of "where to stay" nor the nightmares that ran inside my head. It was a mere glance at my purple buddy that turned out.
Finally the day has come. Like Aisha Banerji in Wake Up Sid, I packed my little dreams along with my stuff. Till that day world was just a painting that was bought by my parents but now i have a blank canvas and I buy the paints and I paint my own town red.
I stayed at more than eight different places. Train, bus, car, scooty, night, chat, books, films, cooking, job, interview and Happiness. From one district to another, from one friend to many friends, from a day to each moment I enjoyed my life. Two months passed like two beautiful and rich period of my life with my friends. I drove alone amid the darkness. The decision where to stay was made by me. Chatters in the hostel stayed up all the night. Exams were dealt with ease. A new city became visible to me. I cant believe I missed a lot simply because I was afraid of missing it later.
The two months that made me laugh and aspire was a great opportunity for me. One day or other you will have to face the world alone. I am not saying that those two months made me an adept to face the world but it revealed a different view of this world. Girls usually lack such opportunities just because many think that it is safe inside home. Sadly, the fact is that it is precarious if you keep staying inside.I know many adults have their own sensible reasons to make an argument at this moment. But please keep it aside. If you trust what you have taught your children then no need to worry about them. The trust in your children is in fact the trust in yourself. Every individual takes time to learn. So children, begin learning as soon as possible.
Now, while reading out this piece of my life loud, I here many young girls whispering to their purple companions. I am sure that your friend is indeed listening to you.
If you have a will to do something, you will or someone else will find you a way. Even your small prayers will be answered later, if you ask it like a child. Somebody is listening to you from somewhere.
A feel of love and gratitude fills me as I realize that I still hoard that old purple waste basket that looks after my literary skills and cluttered thoughts. Yes it has been with me all the time whenever my hormones rush and I start scribbling and throw it away in the bin. I share my enthusiasm and eagerness to enjoy the spirit of independence with that tiny purple bin.
So, the joy that I am about to share would make my purple friend happier than any one else in the world.
Series of optimistic poems about the crave for independence and experiences were found boring for me and my purple pal. One day, we heard a talk from the downstairs about a US trip - a trip to Obama's place. Ohh.... wait.. To Newyork, Oh wait again. To Nayagra. It sounded like a one month plan. !
Parents' were planning to trip to the nation of United States for two months, leaving their children behind.
Ha.....................................
It was not the fact that I would miss homely food that was worrying me in the first place. It was neither the thoughts of "where to stay" nor the nightmares that ran inside my head. It was a mere glance at my purple buddy that turned out.
Finally the day has come. Like Aisha Banerji in Wake Up Sid, I packed my little dreams along with my stuff. Till that day world was just a painting that was bought by my parents but now i have a blank canvas and I buy the paints and I paint my own town red.
I stayed at more than eight different places. Train, bus, car, scooty, night, chat, books, films, cooking, job, interview and Happiness. From one district to another, from one friend to many friends, from a day to each moment I enjoyed my life. Two months passed like two beautiful and rich period of my life with my friends. I drove alone amid the darkness. The decision where to stay was made by me. Chatters in the hostel stayed up all the night. Exams were dealt with ease. A new city became visible to me. I cant believe I missed a lot simply because I was afraid of missing it later.
The two months that made me laugh and aspire was a great opportunity for me. One day or other you will have to face the world alone. I am not saying that those two months made me an adept to face the world but it revealed a different view of this world. Girls usually lack such opportunities just because many think that it is safe inside home. Sadly, the fact is that it is precarious if you keep staying inside.I know many adults have their own sensible reasons to make an argument at this moment. But please keep it aside. If you trust what you have taught your children then no need to worry about them. The trust in your children is in fact the trust in yourself. Every individual takes time to learn. So children, begin learning as soon as possible.
Now, while reading out this piece of my life loud, I here many young girls whispering to their purple companions. I am sure that your friend is indeed listening to you.
