Sweet home !

So here I am sitting in my own room, where I have spent years watching movies, sleeping, talking, laughing, chatting, everything that you do in your very place. Being home is just beautiful. This is the second time I am home after my moving to Delhi. As soon as I see those familiar places when I enter in Jaipur, it feels like ‘arre yeh to apna hee ilaaka aa gaya’. I mean seriously, when I am shopping or simply just out of home in dark here in jaipur, my folks don’t get that much panic. Infact I came home at 10pm yesterday, after a good shopping. But there in Delhi/Gurgaon, my ma back home makes sure that I am home before it’s dark. That is the difference which you encounter when you leave the place you have been for years, where you just feel everything familiar.

Well, I also got my first stipend, yeah the first kinda salary of my life. And now when I write about this I must confess that I have just 20% of this money left with me. That’s a typical shopping freak I am. I got the cheque on Friday and got converted it in the money by my in-house banker (my abbujaan is in bank) and by yesterday night, that is Saturday night I’d spent 80% of those red notes. I availed of all those end of winter sales and brought my ma, papa, dadi, masi, and sis a sweater each. Though papa was lucky, he got two. Actaully I found 2 nice piece for him, so I grabbed both. My bro is still left to get his share. But keeping in mind his expensive choices I decided to gift him by my next stipend. But seriously the feeling is so nice and beautiful to share your happiness with your loved ones. My 4 year cousin was saying to my ma and dadi ki jab anu didi ayengi tab poore din mai apke ghar pe rahungii (when anu di will come, I will stay at your home for whole day). Oh man, when I listened that I was so honored and touched. Seriously, in these 23 years I have spent on this planet earth, I have concluded that most beautiful feeling is to be loved by people who actually matter for you. To love and be loved is what really matters. Those big smiles on kids faces when you gift them big choclates and pastries is worth everything. To be loved is such a great honor , it makes you realize that no matter what but you have something that people really love you. Kids who don’t have any motive, any right or wrong intentions, nor you have for them, are most helpful to judge yourself.

Anyways again I am running short of time. After half an hour I gonna leave my this sweet home for Delhi. So before I get all those blames for missing the bus, let me wind up. Have fun, and love the people beyond their expectation who love you.