Atlast I am done with all the rat issue, ceiling leakage during monsoons and cracked doors....hmm..finally i shifted to a new place although not my own but a rented apartment..I fell in love with the pad when i first went to see it and finalised it then and there...After the dream of me buying my own house was broken into pieces in front of my own eyes, I gave up on the idea of even renting a bigger apartment. But then things again went for a toss and after many thoughts I finally decided to move out.
But things were not achieved in a smooth way, I had to keep my patience under control as many hurdles came along the way. Then things fell in place and we got shifted FINALLY!!!...
But looking back at my days which i left behind, I am gonna miss them terribly. We lived in a very small room, a family of 5 people which went down to 4 after dad left us. Those days have shown me many ups and downs. I have interacted with people from the lowest strata of society, have eaten their simple mouth watering Maharashtrian dishes. And I must say you will lick your fingers till you actually eat them mistakingly coz the food is so tasty that it tastes even better than the 5 Star Hotels. We also had to survive on those food when we had nothing but what they gave us.
Hmm...Those were the days, when I actually yearned to own a television set. We used to go and sit at our neighbors place even when they were having their dinner, lunch or there were visitors at their house. We kept our mom as watch keeper as we were not allowed to step foot outside our house. There were rules set for us by our dad which we were supposed to follow, failing which we would either be thrashed by the wooden scale or anything that excelled as a good object to be hit. Many a times I would be locked out of the house along with my sister for going next door to watch a movie... How I wished back then to breakaway from the chain of rules which bound us like tendrils of a plant.
We came to this place 8 years ago when i was in Std 8th and we were taken aback from the ambiance to which we were thrown. It was like a dark cloud came into our lives as we never imagined we would be living in such a small dingy place with hardly any place to sleep for all of us. We were earlier living in a bigger house but after my father's downfall things went in a disorderly fashion. Eventually we accepted what life gave us and tried settling in the new place. How 8 years flew past us I never came to know, but those days will remain etched in my memory forever.
I have always felt a hand behind me or rather felt someone looking down at me from above, paving way for new episodes in my life. Someone is busy knitting threads of my life as I never learned the art of stitching...:D...I know that someday I will too own a bigger house than the one I am currently occupying. This is second in my list, the first was to own a television set which I actually did.
What I have learned so far is that : First life teaches you to bend and then how to fly high. Hope the fuel in you never goes off.
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