A PROUD DAY...

"first of all i would like to thank my parents for blessing me with such an opportunity which was nowhere in my sight a year ago"

PAPA - even though i played in my mother's lap when i was an infant,the first word i spoke was papa. and that was the moment of pride for him. As a toddler, i cant remember but i can imagine my first few steps holding his hands. As a kid , i still recollect me crying and suffocating him with my grip when the school van came to pick me up. the moment i entered adolescence i remember my shoulders getting heavy under the constant expectations. i began competing with sharmaji's brilliant son, mehraji's obedient daughter, khanna sahab's genius children. i was tasting competition, the time when i had to focus on my leg spin abilities, i got admitted to a coaching institute, 4 hrs a day after school. and dad was now a proud competitor amongst his circle.

MUMMY - i cried when someone snatched me from her, and kept on crying till i was back at "my place". i didnt know what a house was, but got familiar to home pretty early. it felt like the safest place where i can act the way i want, my mother's lap.
as a toddler, she was my toy.. my loving dear toy.as a kid she was my savior, my feeder my breather.i still remember the times when i would run a whole mile to tell her that i won a race with bittu or i found a coin.i entered my adolescence, and no longer i felt like telling all that to her. she wanted me to tell how i lost to bittu in mathematics and how i wont win in number of coins if i dont slog and study.

NEWS FLASH - 19 year old strangles himself because of examination failure.