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Showing posts with label childhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label childhood. Show all posts

Sunday, April 29, 2012

My cup of tea


Tea is intricately woven into my daily routine which includes a lot of mental calisthenics. I am sure, as Indians, nothing really turns us calmer than the thought of a nicely brewed cup of tea; anything that goes on for pretty long durations starts affecting our lives from inside out, and tea holds no exception. I Have memories of my childhood days when we, the close-knit members of our family, used to gel over cups of tea, some snacks and abundant affection. Those foggy mornings of winters, those picturesque evenings of springs, those breezy nights of summers – all embraced us in the prevalent aroma of tea; the bonds got stronger and the joy associated with tea also grew manifolds.

I am basically a TEA person; give me any variant of tea and I would tell you about the secrets that have gone into preparing it. Some of my colleagues would prefer a cup of coffee with rich lather and richer aroma any given day, but a coffee is not my cup of tea. Everyone has affinities, the close callings; I need my daily supply of tea to be able to feel in sync with my systems. I don’t consider my self addicted to tea; it’s just that I am a tea-lover. The sight of monotony-breaker whirls settling in the cup, the anticipation of first slurp while bringing the edge of cup to your lips, the fragrance that can only be appreciated while you close your eyes – a cup of tea can make this world appear even more warm, stimulating and homely. 

Saturday, March 31, 2012

Random memories of childhood


As a kid, I was full of vim and vigor. I used to walk in this sprightly gait and my face always dazzled with some kind of mischief, so typical of kids. People used to see me as a weak child; nevertheless, I took no second thoughts ever to play the biggest of pranks to the most unsuspecting folklore. As I suffered with affliction of symptomatic polio, my formal education started quite late. I attended my first class when I was 6 years old; by that time most of my colony kids had known how to make genuine excuses for not doing their homework. Though my formal education took a toll by years, I didn’t really suffer much as my mother used to teach me at home.

By the time I stepped in my first class, I was familiar with every bit of academic knowledge that my classmates possessed. To my utter disappointment, I was allotted the front seat in my class. No ready-witted kid would ever want that sort of attention from the teachers and I was no exception. When I returned home the first day from my school, I popped up the question to my mother about the biased sitting arrangement. Her explanation was something I was least expecting; she said I deserved that front seat because of my weak physical state and brawny mental state. The journey of the world had just begun and I was started being judged.

Being a neophyte in this scholarly world doesn’t help you ad infinitum; you got to learn the rules fast or you run the danger of being labeled as a loser. The world for me had just started its ride, and with each passing day, I loved the company of my classmates and my neighborhood friends as there is no tomorrow.


Wednesday, February 29, 2012

20 Questions that are worth their salt.


  1. Do you press the elevator button many times in succession? Do you think it can help it move faster?
  2. If you could have a chance to revisit a certain period of your life, what would it be?
  3. Would you ever break the law to save someone dear to you?
  4. What piece of advice would you want to give to a troubled teenager?
  5. What came first - night or day?
  6. Do you believe that Science and Religion are inseparable?
  7. Why do you think night-terrors occur?
  8. Who is the first person you want to see when you are most happy?
  9. Do you long to know others secrets?
  10. Do you possess complete control of your life?
  11. Do you think your life has a story worth telling?
  12. Have you been the kind of friend you want as friend?
  13. Do you bother to keep track of your childhood pals? Does their exponential progress affect you adversely?
  14. Would you be willing to give away 15 years of your life to turn extremely attractive or famous?
  15. Do you discriminate people based on their living standards?
  16. Would you be able to hold glances with your dear ones if some of your secrets are spilled?
  17. Have you done something that you are proud of?
  18. Have you ever felt attracted to a particular thought that doesn’t match with your overall personality and way of thinking?
  19. Have you ever witnessed a death?
  20. What would you think your age to be, if you are not aware of your real age?