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“We can’t  keep you, mother.” Said Ian to Anna. “It’s okay. I will see where I can park myself for the rest of my life.” said Anna.

When children selfishly think about “their family”, they do not include the parents. To such children, I wish Karma comes and bites in the ass. I saw my father take care  of the elders in the extended family; hence his kids are motivated and eager to make life better for him.

Do not trouble and piss off an elderly, their positive vibes only make the house loved and welcoming.

Old age homes, SUCK.

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This post is for A-Z challenge 2016. My theme for 2016 A-Z Challenge is Every day stories in 100 words.

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Adversity!!

There is no education like adversity.
~Benjamin Disraeli

I would henceforth live by this quote…… The events in my life have brought me to a point where i have learnt the value of Relationships, marriage, money, business, luxury, relatives!!! Its easier said than done but its damn tough to deal with conflicting issues,  health worries and work needs all at the same time….

Nevertheless I shall take charge and rise above this all…. Sucess or failure shall depend on the way I take it in the end!!

Look not mournfully into the past, it comes not back again.

Wisely improve the present, it is thine.

Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart.

Punjabi Wedding Part 2

Well….Food in the middle name of the Punjabi’s, in my opinion. I dont remeber eating Toast twice for all the breakfasts that i was there. There was a variety to choose frm….From Musli to non veg cutlets, to mushroom on toast to parantha to everything one can think of to eat for breakfast.

There was a log book for the menu of food to be served on days before and after the wedding. Each course was well defined with the quantities put up in place. I volunteered on various ocassions to go shopping for the groceries 🙂

The amazing food cooked by the guy hired for the job was a HIT!! 🙂

Coming to the Dance classes….it was one of the best moments that  could find to connect with the Cousin’s, neices and nephews. Fun filled, Enjoyable, thrilling…we were in Splits laughing at the expressions the kids gave to the songs! 😀

Being the coreographer, I was expected the Teach dance to one of the Bua’s, the kids and the Sister in laws :D. Hence i was in demand and also had to source the songs and make them simple for everyone to pick up.

Every night, we used to sit with te Dholak….and sing the wedding songs 🙂 I enjoyed them too. They are too funny! trust me when i say that. From U.P. Songs to Punjabi songs all mean different things but at the same time conveyed the thought that the Bride to be shall no longer be around the House, leaving most of us teary eyed! 😦

Long Live Memories

When
The school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and
Benches!

   When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books
And notes!
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet
Managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.

We learnt writing with
Slates and pencils, and
Progressed To fountain pens and ball pens and then Micro tips!
When we began drawing with crayons and evolved to
Color pencils and finally sketch pens!

When we started calculating
First with tables and then with
Clarke’s tables and advanced to
Calculators and computers!

When we chased one another in the
Corridors in Intervals, and returned to the classrooms
Drenched in sweat!
When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors

Playgrounds,
Under the trees and even in cycle sheds!
When all the colors in the world
Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays!
     When a single P.T. period in the week’s Time Table,
Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons!
When cricket was played with writing pads as bats,
And Neckties and socks rolled into balls!
 
   When few played
“Kabadi” and “Kho-Kho” in scorching sun,

While others simply played

“Book cricket” in the

Confines of classroom!
     Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy!

When we used to

Watch Live Cricket telecast,

In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks!
     When few rushed at 3:45 to
“Conquer” window seats in our School bus!
While few others had “Big Fun”, “peppermint”,
“Kulfi”, “milk ice!” and “sharbat!” at 4o Clock!

Gone are the days
Of Sports Day,
And the annual School Day,
And the one-month long
Preparations for them. 
   

Gone are the days  
Of the stressful Quarterly,
Half Yearly and Annual Exams, and the most
Enjoyed holidays after them!

Gone are the days

Of tenth and twelfth standards, when
We spent almost the whole year writing revision tests!
  

 We learnt,
We enjoyed,
We played’
We won,
We lost,
We laughed
We cried,
We fought,
We thought.
  

With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience, all this and more!
  
Gone are the days
When we used
To talk for hours with our friends!
Now we don’t have time to say a `Hi’!

Gone are the days
When we played games on the road!
Now we
Code on the road with laptop!

and curse those playing on the road…

Gone are the days

When we saw stars
Shining at Night!
   Now we see stars when our code doesn’t 
Work!

Gone are the days
When we sat to chat with Friends on grounds!
Now we chat in chat rooms…..!

Gone are the days
Where we
studied just to pass!
Now we study to save our job!

Gone are the days
Where we had no money in our pockets and still fun filled on our hearts!!
Now we have the ATM as well as credit card but with an empty heart!!

Gone are the days
Where we shouted on the road!
Now we don’t shout even at home  or do so on others like we own them..

Gone are the days
Where we got lectures from all!
Now we give lectures to all… like the one I’m doing now….!!

Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will be
Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and
Ever and ever and ever…..
Gone are the Days…. But still there are lot more Days to come in our Life!!

NO MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE,

LIVE THE LIFE THAT STILL EXISTS….

 

I bumped across this one through a forward. Its so rue. its like re-living the childhood. For most of us the schol has been a treat of life time and we all hope that those days return back. But have we forgotten what all was taught us there……..all we know now is:

Patience is replaced with Pretence

Sharing with Greed

Friends with co-workers

Family with Dependents

When did we stopped being ourselves and stared being alien to ourselves? Its good to rise in ranks and in professional career too but at what cost? I therefore love to write presonally by hand to my friends and family than the internet.

What do you like more????