Mom and Dad

Year 1989, Month July, Date 21, time xx:xx am, I took my first breath of this life , "hmm another incarnation and have to start again from the beginning", this is the most probable thought in my head that day i suppose...:P (Read my previous post titled "It all happened at that moment").

I used to feel like a odd man out from the day 1. I used to wonder why no one understands me. "Whats wrong with your son? he never talks much", this is the constant complete about me. I was always silent, or with plants, animals, birds, pets or anything that doesn't demand me to talk but gives me a space and freedom to just be.

I always used to wonder, "why did i select this set of parents" (yeah, we select our parents before we come here)

"I think I was found by my parents at the hospital", i used to tell my friends when i was around 5 years old.

haha...:P, even now, when I think about it, a big smile comes on my face.....sheer innocence of mine!

It doesn't mean that my parents are rude to me. Never!

Oh yeah, I used to be scared of my father at young age. They say even when i was very very young I used to start crying as soon as dad entered house. He was a Hitler to me those days...:D

Till 2006, my life went on and on, am least bothered abt anything, its all goodie at home and busy with studies. I remember how our family used to have dinner together every single day (even now), how we used to have good tasty food (mom is an expert among all relatives), I remember playing with Dogs at grandmothers house and remember Dad warning me not go near them. "Its not healthy being too much with them".

i remember how mom used to teach us things like "You should not tease people, whenever you go to any ones house you should not touch anything, etc etc"

Its in 2006, one day I had to take a long journey to some place and dad accompanied me. Its then I understood what he was. We talked for hours and hours like friends. I even read his diaries and saw a man in making. Till then he was Hitler and that one journey changed it all.

I saw who he was from inside.

Dad for some reason always used to look at me like an mature person and from that day we became friends.

Year 2007, Oh my god so much happened in this one year. I can write a separate blog post on this one year!

This year I started being myself once and for all. I am serious about something and I used to be completely involved in it. Parents realized that and used to try to keep me normal.

Whenever I go home, I used to have long discussions with Dad, which few times used to end up as arguments. We talk about things which I think no father-son does, "the bigger q's about life."

from 2007 to 2010 end this is the situation. Many times when we go to some family functions Dad would ask me to act normal.You see, telling ."Son! just act normal, dont be yourself!"

yeah, I used to have the same question, "why did i select this set of parents?"

There came the year!!

yeah the year!!

called 2011!!!

My god!, so many things happened in this year too, especially the first 4-5 months!

1.) I suffered a lot!

2.) I found my mentor, (actually even before 2011 but realized his value lately)

3.) I found a very special friend (Oyy my dear old man (god), I dont need anything else!)

4.) I found my answer!

The answer is my parents with their love, my upbringing, some of those arguments balanced me into normality..:) otherwise I would have been long ago lost!

I am not saying I am normal now..:P But yeah I realized many things during the initial months of this year and I sometimes felt so moved by the way how i was taken care of, all along by my parents.

I have a picture perfect family. It's all love and affection..:)

Dad's world has only two people, "Brother and me, not even mom and himself i think".

Mom's world has only three, "her husband and son's. "

as this is a public blog, I tried to give minimal possible information about my parents. Before I end, I have to say this,

Mom is a straight forward person (I inherited this from her). She always looks like a very very innocent woman to me. I sometimes tease Dad that he was lucky to get married to a woman like Sita. yeah! Mom rarely disagrees with Dad.

Dad has huge fan following. Anyone who meets him for the first time would definitely love him. He loves us to the extreme. He very patiently explains everything to us and yeah a bit good at giving rather long lectures...:D

recently one of my friend's met Dad and in his words "Gopi, even though its first meeting it felt like your dad is my family member. His simplicity, his way of talking impressed me so much. I decided to keep in touch with him forever."

this pretty much explains everything about him.

During one of my discussions with Dad, the topic went to the way people are living and I asked him, "You are living like everyone else, what did you achieve in your life?"

"I got You as my son" He replied.

Dad, i know its a huge responsibility and I would do my level best!

PS:

Along with Mom and Dad, one of the best gifts I had is my brother. I didn't mention much about him here. I know he reads my blog and

Dear Bobby (my brother), i would write an entire post about you soon, so stay tuned!