Mishti - 1

“Mishti, Mishti… hey, wait!” I heard somebody calling my name fervently. I was already feeling so nostalgic, another farewell and I might burst into tears. Somehow, I controlled myself, regained composure and turned back. Little Sargam was running towards me. Her mother was left behind in the race. Not bothering about any vehicles on the road, her tiny feet were moving in full force. I spread my arms wide open and she ran into them, hugging, cuddling all together. Oh! How does one stop tears in such a situation. Well, I had lived in Mumbai, in my neighbourhood, for all 15 years but now I had to shift over to a different city all together. This wouldn’t be easy for anyone but was typically very hard for me. Little Sargam was still clinging to me and pleading me to stay back. Earlier I had just bid farewell to all my school and colony friends. Together, they had gifted me a nice collage frame of all our memories, school picnics, annual function, birthday parties, girlie nightouts, shopping sprees etc. That was indeed so thoughtful. My dance teacher had gifted me the best of “Natraja” idols. Why not, I boasted. Afterall, I had been her favourite student and the best dancer in the troup. We had even performed in Boogie-woogie together and she had so proudly called me her daughter then. Oh, how I would cherish these memories forever. Sargam’s mother joined in. She pulled Sargam out of my arms. With glistening tears, and heart ache I bade her good bye. Silently walking, I bade good bye to everything around that was so so dear to me. My school building, the grocery store lines, the raddi-walla from whom I bought my mills and boons, the mango tree where we plucked raw mangoes and ate all summer, my building entrance where I would run into, the stairs, my favourite spot to hide when we played hide and seek, all neighbor houses and finally, I reached my home sweet home. Alas, I’d have to leave all of this. With a deep sigh, I entered the flat. The atmosphere was kind of terse. Mummy was finishing the last bits of packing, daddy was doing his good bye phonecalls to his friends in Mumbai. Tomorrow early morning, we would all travel to Pune. Daddy had got this new job, it is supposed to be a nice upcoming city, with better climate, nice mountains. So be it, I say… nothing beats Mumbai. Nevertheless the fights were over, the job offer has been accepted. So, Pune here we come.

...To be continued

How I wished a shoulder for my tears...

Its my turn to write randomly and lets decide and see where I end up going. This is a new discovery. Who knew I would be once sitting alone in a house in the gullies of "US of A", on the otherside of the globe... looking at the blurred emptyiness as if some major gold was stuck and realization was dawned.

It was a lonely morning, work was monotonous and emotions were running high. It was my last day with them. Didnt want to leave the house and its people... was rather attached. Tears trickled, followed by a triffled sob. Couldnt stop it at that, indeed sheer helpness.. was crying like a baby. How I wished someone entered the house, someone I could talk to and hear from, but just found walls. Missed my family, missed parents... Tried reaching out to friends, but being the usual heavy weekday morning, landed up crying alone.

100 steps away or 100 miles... its rare to be someone's shoulder... dont miss on that! The stupid race between taste & hunger... we keep gobbling food out of taste to find out we arent hungry. When actually hungry, any food is tasty but alas, the fridge is empty :)

Reminisces of Our First Footprints

11 Oct., 2006: A new atmosphere, we were suddenly independent. A whole bunch of us were taking the first steps in our career. First day of our job, first day of training period. All the apprehensions melted by the time we finished our training. It was 2 months, and we felt like 1 close knit family. During these 2 months, we had lots of fun, frolic and adventures!! :)

Dear batchmates, lets get together and remember some of those…

Lets see who remembers the maximum n who remembers the most imp. ones :) :)

Enjoy this trip down the memory lane!!!