Tag Archives: childhood

My most vivid memory in the kitchen was of making tea at night to keep awake while studying. My sister , who is 4 years elder to me was not the studious kinds. So when we both woke up at night to study,she would keep a pan filled with water on the gas stove, saying she would make tea when the water boiled. One of these nights she forgot the pan on the stove.After some time there was smoke coming out of the kitchen and the pan was charred. Both of us got a good scolding from mom.

As a child, who was your favorite relative?

As a child my favorite relative was my mother’s sister.She pampered me a lot. In winters ,she would carry me around and not leave me on the floor,so that I would not feel cold.

What did you or did not like about the first apartment you ever rented?

I stayed in rented apartments only when I was not married. My earliest good memory of a rented apartment was when we stayed in the hospital premises as my dad was a doctor. The house was huge, and we got great V.I.P. treatment. Everything was provided for by the hospital authorities.

The not so good memories were, when my dad retired and we had to take up an rented accommodation outside the hospital, in the city. It was a total contrast to our earlier homes. My dad became depressed, because now he felt very ordinary and unimportant. Those were depressing times.

What kind of TV commercial would you like to make? Describe it.

My kind of TV commercial would feature parents, children and a dog. It would be emotional, and should evoke memories of my own childhood.

Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

From last week, I am grateful that my husband’s surgery was successful, and we are back home. It was a difficult one week, as we were in and out of the hospital.

ENJOY!

For the coming week, I am looking forward to my routine.I really missed it .I hate change,and I love my monotony.

Oct29

Visions Of Life.

Posted on October 29, 2014 by mira65

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Today I was woken up at 3am by my husband. He was in pain. A kidney stone had blocked the ureter causing him extreme discomfort. I gave him an injection of a painkiller. He slept for an hour and again the pain was back. So we thought of him getting admitted in the hospital. It was then my nightmare started. As I packed his stuff , he was writhing in pain. It was scary looking at him helpless. A tall well built man, he is always in charge of every situation. But seeing him so dependent made me extremely uncomfortable. As we sat in the car, staring out if the window I could see various visions of life, life which others were leading and I had lead. Life which others were leading and I would lead.

Mothers happily playing with their children.

School going kids,full of life. All crowding at an ice cream shop and completely unaware of what was going around them.

Then there were young boys and girls hanging out together. There was romance in the air around them.

From across the road I could see married couples arguing.

There were bored shopkeepers living the mundane existence.

An old man limped in front of our car. Quickly I applied the brakes, barely missing him.

And then there was me. Stuck in a strange situation at yet another stage in life. Where had the playfulness of childhood gone. When did we stop being romantic. What happened to all those years of marriage. What I could see was my future in the old man . A shudder went down my spine. We live our lives mechanically, without pausing to enjoy the moments. without taking out a minute to stand and stare. When the glorious years of youth go by and the twilight years come, we are busy in our daily grind. We never stop to smell a flower. Look at a rainbow or breathe in the scent of wet earth.

My rigamarole did not end there. Getting my husband admitted in the hospital was another nightmare. As I walked the perfectly panelled corridors of the hospital all I could see was illness, debility and old age. Obviously, it was a hospital and that was what I was supposed to see. But when all is good and we are busy in our lives , not once this vision crosses our mind. So much is going around in the world around us and do we bother?

We cannot avoid this reality of life ,but we can at least be a part of lives of others who need us.

Make a pledge to help the old,care for the ill and be a support to the infirm. All of us at some point of time will go into a state of decrepitude. So prepare yourself for the inevitable. Its better that way.

Nothing lasts forever.

“What is this life if full of care; we have no time to stand and stare.” These famous lines from the poem Leisure by W H Davis sum up my attitude towards life.

BE HAPPY ALWAYS

P.S. The husband has a surgery today.I write this sitting outside his room as the doctors examine him.

Hope everything turns out fine.

To Wear A Rainbow…

Silver Linings In A Woman's World

Tag Archives: childhood

On my birthday… haiku

childhood revisited…haiku

World beyond…photoku

lock away…haiku

wish i could lock away

the childhood days of fun and frolic

to relive them again

whisper

rustling leaves

bleached with yellow sunlight

whisper memories of yore

memories….

balmy wind blowing

through the sun dappled trees

lazing around in the shade

shadows playing hide and seek

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eyes heavy with slumber

the cosy bed beckoning

the sweet sound of a lullaby

happy dreams came calling

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playing childhood pranks

on young and old alike

oh give me back those days

no worries, no strife

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there was laughter and fun

life was like a dream

i relive them through my kids

with happiness my eyes gleam

Summer air…Haiku

My Paradise.

Visions Of Life.