The reason I am so fond of surprises is that they give you happiness when you are least expecting it.
Same goes for the bad ones. Just one blow and it's all over. No anticipations, no maatha-pacchi
Speaking of surprises, I had always wished for at least one such day in my life when someone would just pop out and say, "Hurry, pack your bags, we're going somewhere".
So my story starts thus:
One fine day I was waiting for a kick start to this semester, any clever or stupid thing, any kind of inspiration, but all in vain.
Just about when I was sure that seasons will change, but my life will stay the same; and confident that nothing interesting can happen this semester, I got a call from my brother, "Me and Maa-Papa will be with you in some time".
"Ha ha sure! What else?"
"Also pack up your things, we're taking you somewhere"
At that moment, it was easier for me to believe that my brother was getting a blue whale for me this Rakshabandhan than this.
And the mind wandered for the two hours, as I packed my things. Where would we go? Are they really coming, just like that? The heart started pumping.
Fast forward, and we were en route to a destination where I had the loveliest two days I had spent in a long time.
It was even more special because in between the love and laughter and togetherness, I realized that my whole family went out together after SIX LONG YEARS.
Of course we have been going to places in between also, but there was always a time when either my brother had his exams, or I couldn't come from college. So it has been either the three of them, Papa and my brother, and most of the times, it has been just me!
This very fact made the trip all the more special.
And here I am now. Back to college, with good memories to cherish, a war scar from another sibling war, and few happy pictures.
But there's a flaw that goes hand in hand with every good experience. It sometimes makes you feel hollow when you remember it later on. Too bad! Now it feels like this never happened. The sojourn now appears to be a distant dream...
So, this is how I checked another wish off my list. It was not much of a 'thrill and excitement' type experience, as I had expected it to be when I wrote it on my list, but doesn't matter. It was much better than that because it was family. Now who can beat THAT! :D
Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family. Whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one. :D
Same goes for the bad ones. Just one blow and it's all over. No anticipations, no maatha-pacchi
Speaking of surprises, I had always wished for at least one such day in my life when someone would just pop out and say, "Hurry, pack your bags, we're going somewhere".
So my story starts thus:
One fine day I was waiting for a kick start to this semester, any clever or stupid thing, any kind of inspiration, but all in vain.
Just about when I was sure that seasons will change, but my life will stay the same; and confident that nothing interesting can happen this semester, I got a call from my brother, "Me and Maa-Papa will be with you in some time".
"Ha ha sure! What else?"
"Also pack up your things, we're taking you somewhere"
At that moment, it was easier for me to believe that my brother was getting a blue whale for me this Rakshabandhan than this.
And the mind wandered for the two hours, as I packed my things. Where would we go? Are they really coming, just like that? The heart started pumping.
Fast forward, and we were en route to a destination where I had the loveliest two days I had spent in a long time.
It was even more special because in between the love and laughter and togetherness, I realized that my whole family went out together after SIX LONG YEARS.
Of course we have been going to places in between also, but there was always a time when either my brother had his exams, or I couldn't come from college. So it has been either the three of them, Papa and my brother, and most of the times, it has been just me!
This very fact made the trip all the more special.
And here I am now. Back to college, with good memories to cherish, a war scar from another sibling war, and few happy pictures.
But there's a flaw that goes hand in hand with every good experience. It sometimes makes you feel hollow when you remember it later on. Too bad! Now it feels like this never happened. The sojourn now appears to be a distant dream...
So, this is how I checked another wish off my list. It was not much of a 'thrill and excitement' type experience, as I had expected it to be when I wrote it on my list, but doesn't matter. It was much better than that because it was family. Now who can beat THAT! :D
Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family. Whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one. :D
The flaws should be there, and you should feel bad, but not like it never happened, but because you may not have the exact same memories ever again, things might change :) And yes, time spent with family is the best, though at times we feel that if my best friend or friends were here, it would have been better, but then later on we realise indeed that was the best...
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