Happy birthday maa!

Dear ma,
There are a lot of things I want to tell you. There will never be a day that I’m not proud to be your daughter. You’ve taught me lessons that will carry me through life. Anything good about me is a direct result of your guidance. You are so incredibly hard working. Everything you ever did was for our family. You dedicated your life to raising us and giving us the best childhood. The way you sacrificed your whole life for our betterment is incredible. 

Thank you is never enough. Thank you for all that you, because you do a lot. You are a mother, a wife, a friend, a daughter, a sister, and such a hard working individual. No one ever gives you enough credit for just how much you do for other people. Thank you for supporting me in everything I do. Thank you for always being my mother, an example of strength, compassion, love, faith, honesty, sacrifice and a million other things. You are the backbone of our family and without you, our home would most definitely fall apart. I couldn’t thank you enough even if I put all the words available in all the languages. 

I treasure you, mother, and love you more than life itself. You are an amazing soul ever ready to learn something new, always open to differing opinions, and so compassionate and kind. You have always taught by example. I hope you live long with good health and a strong mind. There’ll never be a day in my life when I won’t need you. 
 

Happy birthday maa! 

P.S- We will definitely someday see penguins and kangaroos in real. 😀

PINK BUTTERFLY

I wouldn’t lie that I could remember every single moment, as far as I could this happened before 8 years. I don’t remember the dates but it was somewhere around December 2011. It was around 2 AM, I was doing my 9th grade in a residential school. All my roommates were asleep, whereas I was over-thinking about a fight (which I don’t exactly remember) with my best friend. She was in another room and I badly wanted to talk to her. So, I got down from my bed and walked into her room.

She had already been sleeping, so I sat by her side and kissed her on the forehead. She woke up, but she wasn’t her. Wait…What? Nope! Actually, it was a totally different person in the same soul. It was a 5-year-old who responded then! Yeah! All she said was “pink butterfly flew away”. She repeated it in different modulations. I had no idea on what she was trying to convey but it was the cutest moment I’ve ever been with her. It was so childlike, cute that I could remember her actions and hear her voice every time I talk about it.

And when I tried replying, I think she gained her conscious and thus started shouting. Oh, my god, the original is back! Only then I realized that “pink butterfly” was when she was half asleep, she doesn’t remember anything though. Even then, her first question was, “Its midnight and what the hell are you doing here?” Because remember, we were in a fight.

We fight like a 100 times a day then but trust me both of us are a lot more mature now. We can go for long stretches of time without talking and it won’t damage the relationship. You can even turn into a vampire and kill hundreds, and I would still feel closer to you than anyone else.

Though it has been 8 years now and I’m pretty sure we will be together forever, I really miss my pink butterfly.

I never saw her after then! I really want to see you, in case you’re reading this, please come back to me!

Realization!

The term exams, internals and the finals – it’s pretty much similar to school life. I’m doing my 3rd year in college and just turned 20, passing through the system pretty much effortlessly without stirring too much – smooth sailing! But the thing is I’ve never been able to figure my interests or my passion, it keeps fluctuating. However, the positive point here is I’ve never really had boundaries for them. And so basically my natural assumption or self-driven force actually states someday I’ll be successful. 
 …and then something interesting happened, a sudden little pop-up in my tiny brain about stepping into the real world, but I’ve like two more years for my graduation. My brain’s got all stuck up in tasting the “real-life sucks” stuff. To be honest,  I was on full fire and highly motivated waiting for a chance to prove myself and make an impact on life, on society.

Then probably my first ever vague approach fetched me an opportunity to host a show in one of the popular shopping malls in the city. Yeah, a very good beginning!

Automatically with full battery on, I started exploring more in the real world looking for more opportunities, I realized what I had been was pretty much in every individuals’ mind. And slowly I started to lose a few chances and dealt with disappointments. Presumptuous, I know. I lost all my fire and totally deactivated felt like I was in the eye of a hurricane where it is a low pressure area fully surrounded by high pressure. 

Instantly, I realized that I don’t live in a glitter-filled life and have got into some unfortunate timeless classic grinding ride. Shifting from a smooth sailing boat to an uncontrollable roller coaster ride is huge!

I do know it’s just the beginning, but the bitter truth is though the real world sucks I kinda love it! Eventually, what is life without struggle.  🙂