Parents are given the position of God. Their value cannot be compared with anyone. In my life, there is a bit of change in this statement. I feel something more is there than parents. I never expressed it infront of anyone but my heart knows how much I owe to this fact. It’s not that I do not love my parents the most, I do love them but more than them I love my “Nanaji” and “Naniji”.
When I was of 21 days my Mom and Dad had left me in Cuttack with them. My sister was also small and mom’s health was also weak. So she had to take this heart-breaking step. I never blamed her for this rather thanks a lot from the core of my heart. My Nanaji gave me a name “Tiki Rani” and till now he use to call me with this name. It gives me a feeling of Princess. My Nani, mousi they took a lot of care of me. Never ever left me alone, infact people over there near our house they also loved me lot. Nanu and Nani’s morning begun with me, feeding me, playing with me and also ends the same way. The first word a child says is “MAA”, I said with broken words “Aaajaa” then “Baou”. Listening this from my mouth that day they got immense happiness. I was a small baby, unknown about my parents and in my little world of mind I considered them as my parents. There presence would bring a smile on my face. But suddenly after 2 yrs something usual happened yet it termed to be unusual for everybody. My parents and sister (Lisa di) had come to cuttack to take me with them to Vizhag. When my Mom took me to her arms I started crying, as they were strangers for me. I never went to them. It became a matter of concern for everyone. When I was fast asleep, my Parents took me with them. Everybody cried a lot, but I could not as I was fast asleep. While travelling in train, I woke up. Seeing all strangers I yelled, my Parents could not even manage me. Soon my sister took me to her arms, we exchanged glimpse of looks with each other and I felt the warmth of love in her arms and enjoyed the journey. When my eyes opened I was in Vizhag. I started crying, running here and there like a mad. Water rolling down from my eyes and nose. Seeking for my parents. I was shouting Aaaja, Baoouu.
No voice of their I could hear, even the place seemed me unkown. I did not eat properly, I created a hue in the house. My parents got very upset and called my Nana and Nani to Vizhag. Seeing my Nani and Nani, I jumped on them. As I was not able to talk, but my mind had lot of questions to be answered by them. Where you had gone leaving me alone? Where you have send me? etc ….. They kissed me a lot and there eyes made a sorry statement to mine. Life went the same way as it was before. They made me acquainted with my parents. Soon, I also considered them as my Ma and Papa. But life is all about facing ups and down in life. Soon the departure time came, yet I was uncertain about it. After feeding me Nani slept me and they went away.
When I woke up, again my search began for them. They were not there, I was lost in their thoughts, weeping but this time my Parents made up my mind. My sister and they showered lot of love and affection on me. Slowly, with the passage of time I realized everything, the Reality. Then with Life, I also moved on…….
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