Flashback – Part 1
Writers block, my foot ! (Well, actually my left foot, I donno why, but I kinda like my right foot)
Anyway, I guess I am out of that block, atleast as of now ! As mentioned in the previous post, I did finish writing a few posts, but then again, since I am approaching my 200th post soon, I thought I might as well save all those to publish as an occasion post 😀
They say, the best way for bloggers to come out of Writers block is to do tags and here I am with an old and beaten-to-death tag – The Memories Tag. Rashmi tagged me for this like months ago (April 30 this year, to be precise), but I didn’t want to do this because it would make me all nostalgic and mushy. I am a home sick psychopath who gets into a sober mood each time I come back from home; that’s like twice in a month and didn’t want to go through those emotions, atleast for a post ! So guys, I am warning you, this is going to be an ultra boring post for some of you, all the best ! Keeping the length of the post in mind, I am splitting the post into two and there isn’t a specific order for any of the memories listed here. Btw, the tag was to list only nine sweet memories; I have done one extra, if that’s not going to be a problem with you guys !
1. Kabhi Tata, Kabhi Gum !
I was in my 10th and I had this habit of buying chewing/bubble gums every day; yes every day ! My mom used to keep coins at the top of the fridge for easy access and every afternoon, before my bus would come, I used to get 25 / 50 fils (paise in UAE) for my gums, most of the times without even consenting her. There was a particular day when I was late for school trying to find some coins for my gum and ultimately asked my mom for it. She said she didnt have change and asked me why I needed the coins everyday. There was a heated argument that followed and I shouted at her and stormed out of the house slamming the door (which I do even today, sigh!).
That evening before dinner, when I went to the kitchen for a hot chappathi during my studies, my mom said she was upset the whole afternoon because of my behavior. She said every day I leave the home only after waving a tata to her, and that she was upset only because she missed that tata of mine and not for all my shouting and arguments.
That’s when even I realized, there wasn’t a single day when I had stepped out of home to school without waving a tata to my mom. God knows, I mean, only my mom knows when I started doing it. I don’t do it these days though, stopped it when I started going to college, but I don’t forget to say “mom, Im leaving” whenever I step out of home even today.
Btw, I stopped having gums ever since that incident and took a resolution not to touch it again ever. This is the first time I am declaring this secret of mine anywhere; I always smile when people ask me the reason behind this resolution !
2. Waaaaaaaaaahhhh !!!
Speaking of tata, how many of you remember your first day in school ? Well, I don’t remember it completely, but I have this faint memory of me crying inside the bus asking my dad not to leave me. After the bus started moving, I went running to the last seat looking for my dad through the glass when I found him waving his hand at me. I threw the bag and water bottle on the bus and continued crying at the top of my voice. The bus conductor came and sat next to me and I don’t remember anything after that!!! Probably he had to hit on my head to shut me up ! 😀 😀
3. Indoor games !
Our family and Rakesh’s used to share an apartment while we were in Dubai. The guy literally grew up with us. I don’t know how it was for my brother, but this guy was a pain in the wrong place for me back then; he still is ! Anyway, Rakesh used to be so young then and had none to play with; we were his only hope of some kind of entertainment. Me and my brother would play cricket in the corridor along with our neighbor Girish and Rakesh was always our official ball boy !! We also played Donkey in our corridor and Rakesh used to be the ever green donkey !!! For those who didn’t know, donkey is a game played by three. One player, ie, the donkey, stands in the center and the other two on each ends keeps throwing the ball to each other making sure that the donkey doesn’t catch hold of it. Poor Rakesh, there were times when he actually caught the ball from me, but since he was the youngest guy then, he had to listen to me. Moreover, that was the only way I could take my revenge on him !! and yeah, we also loved playing those treasure hunt games. My bro used to give us treasure maps marked with ‘X’ in it and also with some weird clues in chits, that would either lead us to another clue or to the treasure. Once we found a chit in the kitchen and that said, “follow the balloon that’s in the hall”. Rakesh and me kept searching for the balloon in the hall the whole afternoon and finally declared our defeat. When we asked my bro about the balloon, he asked us to look carefully at the curtain; it had a picture of a hot air balloon and the next clue to the treasure was behind the curtain !!
Rakesh, do you wanna add some more to all the fun we used to have ?
4. The Heavy-Weight letter !
My brother and me were big fans of WWF (World Wrestling Federation) and were literally addicted to it. We started watching them ever since we got our cable connection at home and would keep watching all the re runs too. We used to imitated a few of the wrestlers, trying to act and speak like them and once I even got my finger fractured when my bro was trying a wrestling maneuver on me. After my brother left to India for his studies, I lost my WWF company and in the initial days, I used to sulk while watching them because I missed him so badly. I knew my bro had no ways of watching WWF from where he stayed, so I started updating him with my letters. No, not emails, physical letters! I used to send him letters with each and every description, even with the most prominent dialogues !
It was the 1995 Royal Rumble and my bro asked me over the phone as to whats happening. I told him that as usual I would send him a letter with all the updates, right from the screening level. I wrote, and wrote, and wrote, stuck pictures, drew the Royal Rumble flow chart, and again wrote and wrote and wrote. It finally came upto 19 pages, front and back !!! I had a tough time convincing my dad to post it to India; with all the pictures in it, the letter was really really heavy!! I don’t know if my bro had read all those 19 pages (because he hardly reads a long email from me 😉 ), but I still remember how much I enjoyed spending my time writing that letter; it was like watching WWF with him once again.
5. For my mom !
I was in my kindergarten and I had this habit of collecting leaves and flowers that fell on the school ground to take them home. During the break, after having my food, I would go to the ground and pick all those withered leaves and stuff it in my tiffin box. I remember once asking permission from the teacher to use the restroom so that I could collect a few more of those leaves and stuff it in my small pocket. Well it seems, I had a reason for taking those leaves and flowers along with me from school all the way home. I don’t remember the reason but according to my mother, this was my explanation back then – I was taken to Dubai at a very young age and we all have been living in a flat ever since. I had been seeing my mom always at home inside the four walls and I was under the impression that my poor old mom never seen or knew what a tree or a leaf was ! Leaves and flowers weren’t the only stuffs I got for my mother during my kindergarten days. There was this girl named ‘Abidha’ in our class; I used to come back home with her hair clips and bands for my mom !! 😀 😀 😀
Aaaaahhh…those were the days. Its not over yet ! Part 2 coming soon !!