Who do you think they are – your pals at school, or college, or your hostelmates? Probably one of those for the majority of us. But have you ever realised the worth of something we hardly ever spare thoughts for, whose existence is so vacuously assumed, who won`t normally find a place in your discussions, who perhaps have the purest, unadulaterated, unselfish and undemanding love for you – its our family, the vast legion of kinship out there that simply loves you for what you are.
Have you ever introspected enough to realise your worth, ever pondered over the purpose of your mortal existence, ever dawned to you that there are folks you owe so much to? Yeah I know for sure I`m at times so damn negligent towards them, my parents. I`d scarcely give a thought to how they groomed me as you see it today. I would hardly empathise of the pains I must have given them and still their love stock would never inundate. Our families, as I said, are perfect living emblems of altruism. They are the ones who`ll always pray for our good, who`ll actually stand by us every moment of our lives.
Just returning from home, I yet again realise what a perfectly revitalisation it is to be there. Think of those people who get to see you once a month or so, who had wet eyes when you first left your home, who don`t miss calling you every alternate day just to know you are doing well, the mother who`ll cuddle you every time you are home, the father who makes sure life`s cool for you. You know its such an inexplicible bond we share with these people, their presence still comforts us maximally, I feel so relaxed and safe when they are around. I`m always a kid for them, mom would still hesitate to let me drive alone, Dad had never allow me deposit the electricity bills!
Yes, these people at their unquestioning self are our best friends. They look up to us..we are, in some sort an altogether different identity perspective for them. And still, we at times have such a volatile idea of their existence. However, ultimately we need to realise the importance our obligations to those forgotten souls. We are for them, and then for ourselves.
Something’s wrong…I’m writing posts the kind you do, and you’re writing serious stuff that I’m more known for!
Jokes apart, it’s a very touching, very true post…So much deep thinking!!!
That’s unlike you, but that’s very welcome…You have put across your thoughts, rather our thoughts very well, because although deep down a lot of us feel this way we hardly take ourselves seriously enough, or let those things out!
Thanx a lot nicks…
I love the line where u say we hardly have any idea of their volatile existence most of the time, while they’re always there for us. We take them for granted sooooooooooo much…
I almost feel ashamed of myself.
P.S. you dont mind long comments, do you?
All that is true for some rather lucky people like us dude. Parenting in India is about breathing down your childs throat for most people…
I agree with and believe in the content of your post but we all need to let go at some time of our lives, nobody lasts the whole journey with everyone they love…
And dont ever think “I will make them happy later”. what ever you want to do, say or show.. do it now, say it now. Dont keep it for tomorrow…the day may never come..
hey nitin
i m gettin some idea abt ur gettin this idea(aroused thoughts).
Yet again ur thoughts are clashing with mine 🙂
it’s really very touching and poignant!
i hope u won’t mind my comments here 😉
@ Phoenix
would u bliv if I tell u that when I sat down to write, I`d intended something like ur latest post. but as it turned out, I`ve ended up drawing inspiration from ur serious/philosophical side. But u c, some things just flow out..once I started, thr was no pause in writing. It was such a pertinent aspect of our lives 🙂
and that`s very much like me.. probably u still have much to learn abt me 😉
oh c`mon, don`t b ashamed or whatever..u know v r all gr8 kids, just a li`l more of that misplaced concern for thm and things shud b perfect 🙂
and I obviously can`t mind ur valuable comments..it`s gr8 to c ppl relating with ur thoughts 🙂
@ KD
exactly my point..we`ve been rather lucky to get loads of such parental affection.
another exactly..THIS is the time for payback..cuz they need us today, they always yearn for it but objectively have adjusted to our (farcical) busy schedules.
@ neha
welcome, the nascent blogger 😉
I`m not exactly sure of wat`s ur take on this, but yeah it seems our thought process meets somewhere down the line 🙂
keep ur comments coming..u r equally welcome 🙂
i dont care what anyone thinks but i am glad atleast your writing is not being influenced by the month of october( reference to one of your comments). Pleasant change to read something nice and emotional that doesnt require a higher level of intellectual maturity to appreciate. good job nitin
and i am grateful for that tag – “ultimate articulation”
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@ the biggest loser I`ve noticed on the blogger circuit
man..wat stuff r u made of? u know I seriously wish to bash u up and throw u to ur parents, show them wat u think of thm.. and I genuinely pray they would disown u rite away 😡
wat a fucking loser I`m wasting my time with! no wonder, ur thoughts don`t attract a single comment on ur blog!
I`m not sure of my mongreality loser, but yeah I`m a mama`s boy..do u hear, I love my mom..fuck u!
and who the fuck r u to tell me how to comment !!!
kindly stay away from here..and look into ur studies..in everybody`s interest.
@ Shivam
actually even I`m surprised why`s the air of October not got to me yet 😀
yeah, it didn`t require any intellectual maturity to write either 🙂
thanks and u r welcome.
I guess you took me a bit wrong. I never said it’s wrong to love your parents. I said that they can’t be ‘friends’.
>>It’s also curious to note that most Desi boys are Mama boys.
Ummm… A teen survey in some magazine(Outlook,I think?) came to that conclusion recently.
>>>and who the fuck r u to tell me how to comment !!!
Not telling you, not even suggesting. I’m pointing at the other possibility.
>>>man..wat stuff r u made of? u know I seriously wish to bash u up and throw u to ur parents, show them wat u think of them.. and I genuinely pray they would disown u right away 😡
I never said I hate my parents. Why do you jump to conclusions?