Thursday, December 18, 2008

I AM FROM --- :)


The morning skies and the night’s sleep...somewhere it was beautiful to dream big... I am glad it still is.
I am from the house at Shakti Vihar and the sunny afternoons I spent there with Aashi, Ankush, Ricku, Heena, Chintu and other infinites. :)
I am from Badi mummy’s Chidiya ki kahani (a bird’s story) and from playing on Papa’s Tummy.
I am from the fights at home with Chacha-Chachi (uncle- aunt)
I am from the Karvachauth’s night; I saw mum and dad crying.
I am from Didi who lived through and conformed in those difficult times.
I am from spilling and hiding my glass of milk here and there.
I am from from APJ and the pranks I played there.
I am from compulsively lying about my marks and obsessively participating in school tasks ;)

I am from a new house at Anand Vihar, built day after day, brick by brick with hopes and wishes to make things better.
I am from asking questions which I was told will be answered later!
I am from being different from the rest and from Famous Five to Secret seven club’s nest.
I am from complaints of being extremely talkative at school and from Anjali who still acts like a fool.
I am from Sona whom I taught to read and write and for whom a cried the day she died.
I am from Mohit who held my hand all through and mended all my mistakes.
I am from fights between Mohit and Ginny- but they taught me to Love...So ya! Retakes after retakes.
I am from Radha, who always wanted me to learn...and from Kanika didi from whom I always wanted to learn and earn.
I am from Amitesh –who is silly but still my life...my silent mentor...my anchor.
I am from mistakes like Vineet to mistaken friends like Ankit Sh.

I am from Humanities at Bal Bharati which taught me to rebel and fight for justice.
I am from good teachers like Mishra sir, Mandy, Vidya and Jacob to bad ones like Loveleen.
I am from few angels like Swati, Kritika, Chirag and Kushal who pulled me out of depression.
I am from Jausat who gave my life passion.
I am from staring at the MOON and getting wet in RAIN! and from Freud, Erikson, Piaget and James.
I am from Psychology running in my veins and Beyond Borders that kept liberating my heart and brain.
I am from Mridu and Ankit, who were more than mentors and from Sachi who showed me what is it to be a wanderer.
I am from Eesha who redefined love for me.
I am from Didi & Abhishek Bhaiya who everyday explained friendship to me.

I am from Surabhika mam who pushed me to go an extra mile and who made my passion come alive.
I am from Chandan’s CANE, love and practicality! and from a magician named ALI ‘Shady’.
I am from Aashi who i'll love till the end and with whom I grew up to be what I am...
I am from Tushu’s enigma who made me feel sisterhood and from Bhago’s purity which reminds me of childhood.
I am from Dhara who has been my pillar of confidence and from Ritu's energy & confidence.
I am from Sakshi who has been an angel in disguise and from Sana's smile radiating poise!
I am from my endless dreams and love for photography.
I am from my wish to see people flourish in democracy.
I am from Nani ma’s stories from Pakistan and from my will to take her there...
I am from Prateek who made everything beautiful and I saw magic everywhere.
I am from Swati, Ayurdhi, Remya, Nandy and our journey towards the Power.
I am from Beenu and Mehek how told me what is it to be a lover.

I am from Sushant who always loved me unconditionally and Sex Ed. Workshops which paid me marginally.
I am from Deane, the papa bear and Sahil who is full of bad jokes i fear :D
I am from Rana, who I trust & who would love me till life ends and beyond...
I am from Shubham who helped me realise what I want.
I am from a friend like Arpit who is forever my dear..and Saniya who doesnt necessarily has to be near.

I am from new friends found in Ankur , Rohan and Ruchika...and from the infinite souls who have touched my life in innumerable ways...or are yet to do so!!
I am from MIMI without who I would die and from PaPa who is the sparkle in my eye! :)
I am from my fears fighting with soothing words, spoken so ever softly...
There are voices in my head...
Yeah...there is a story untold and a life unknown...
Was it mine or yours!!??!!

4 comments:

@archie@ said...

So am the first one to do the honors...
The last time I read something you had written was ages ago,I have this sudden desire to look for it and read it,though am sure I won't find it,must have been lost...But a lot of things are not,and one such very distinctly identifiable thing is your writing style...
I simply loved this one,very true,very you...
And yeah,thanks for my mention,I must admit I was definitely looking for my name somewhere #grins# and am sure you know you helped me discover and learn a lot of things about me too :)
Keep posting (and I'll keep commenting of course)
#grin widens#

@archie@ said...

Forgot this:
muaaahhhhh :)

Cheetah said...

you wrote it...you know me too well!! and that is dangerous!! forever and ever yours ... ;)

Luteous said...

shubham aka archie...
muaah back....
yes...m glad to be a part of ur life!!

and rana ji....i dnt knw if i knw u well or not..but thanx fr all the luv!!