mudder fudder bebi brudder.
between two sets of exams.... i travelled some 5 days to spend 5 days with my fam.
insane as it may sound... it was more than worth it.
now that im back in coll..... exams and the rest of the orchestra playing for me a specially composed symphony.....heres when the conducter is on a tea break.......
my mom....
pineapples,watermelons,mangoes and kurtas....
dear batty..... we walked,we loafed,we went for mass. she wanted a book. i wanted a bracelet. she thinks shes growing old.... i said shes aging... and being more childish on the process.she still is a die hard eng fan....and she still gets excited abt little things.she is still an ostrich...burys her head under the sand when she is confronted with all that doesnt fit into her opinions and views....."but she comes up soon.... she has to see whats happening ."
ice cream again?
and yes.. she still has a gazillion questions every time i decide to go out at night.
baba....
we lost out on many years... and many conversations.
we both realize that i understand him better than most ppl.... at times even ma.and that i may not know him best.... but i know what he is not saying.maybe the genes rebelled,screamed and made their point.
and for many things that didnt happen... i was sad.
for many things that did happen.... i am sad.
for many things that may happen.... i dont know.
bhai.... the machchi(housefly)...
the puny four feet nothing wimp who would cry at nothing.....now nearly six feet... as skinny.... and so much more adult.last year... he was drifting... college held no meaning. architecture was a word to him even after a year of studying it.. i knew more abt it than he did....
and now... he is so much more ...adult(?) than i am.he isnt just a human being now.... he isnt just a smart(er) guy now..hes a whole new guy. i wanted to now what hes been upto in the past year... what music hes discoeverd... what books he has read... what he writes... what his photography means to him and to the rest of the world....
yet we found reason to fight... to argue...football,complains...."maaa... didi just took away my...."
...."maaa,bhai just....."
hes more bohemian than i ever was... and i ever can be.
i dont just love him. im proud of him.
a couple of my cousins....after the many cups of coffee... the conversations in the rain,the feedback on work, family blah,values,kidding around.... loves and lost loves.. or soured loves... i realized that they are just.... males.
its been worth it.
i was happy.now im kind of sad.
its come to this... that us spending time together as a family is no longer a natural thing.we have to check and confirm dates... reschedule,cancel,rush and re vamp agendas....
that we cant just be family and think of stuff we did... we also have to cherish the times we are together from now on.
to the one in the north,in the east, in the south....
cheers.
till the next time... whenever that shall be...
