It has been one year

It has been one year that me and my friend staying together. Now, it is the time to depart as she is getting married. It made me to recall the way that we started room hunt. Just like, things always happen for our goodness, my previous roommates told me to search for another house with a deadline of one month. Still, I can't forget that sleepless night that I had. I decided to vacate the room that day itself. Actually that happened for my goodness. That made me to reach my true friends again. I still cherish the days.. The shelter that is given in another friend's home temporarily till we get a home for us. And that short nice time that I spent with them. How I learnt, making phulkas and parathas there. :) The nice talking that we were having. watching movies in the night. I liked their cooperation in working together and I learnt that from them.
Finally, we got a home, my other friend found it for us. Every one gave full support and help when I decided to move out of my previous room mates' house. Those are real friends.
she taught me a lot. She gave comfort when I was in problems. She scolded sometimes, when I do something wrong. Today, I read in news paper that the person who can scold you when you are wrong and who can ask you apologies with out hesitation when they do mistake is a true friend. It happened for me. She asked for apologies when she mistakenly scolded me and she scolded me when I do any mistake. :) There are lots of things to learn from every person. And, I need to learn a lot from her too.

I am fortunate that I have good friends surrounding me. In IITK too, there were friends who helped me a lot. Who shared my sorrows and joys in my lab. And, now also, I have very good friends. But, now we need to depart. And we can be in touch with mails and some very few get-to-gethers as life is very busy.

Those were the best days of my life

Childhood days:
I want to be child again. Those days are missing now. :(
The days when we played a lot at school and do exercise in the evening. As a leader, requesting students to go to play ground to start exercise.
slapping to others who failed to answer the questions (as per teacher's order. :) ). Studying the meanings in hurry before teacher takes questioning session.
Listening to the stories told by Sir when the power goes off in the evening tuition. :)
Getting scolded by sis and father when watching t.v. or reading story book as nothing is audible to me in that time. (I used to say that is boon for me. My concentration. :) )
Writing the dialogues that is coming in TV while doing home work. :) And later rubbing it off and doing home work without TV. :)

Rush to home to get Soan-Papidi (sold by a seller who brings that in 4 wheeler) every day after school.
counting the number of greeting card that we got in new year.
Waiting for dussera holidays to receive my sis and brother. Playing with my brother and his friends.
Teaching my father (to not to tell children(my sister) that he'll give bi-cycle if my sis get these many marks in this class) by reading some info in news paper.
Going to grand parents village in the summer vacation and playing a lot in cradle by having three cradles for three of us.
Eating lot of laddus. :)
Singing in independence day and present folk dance by wearing the lambadi dress that I got. :)
Recording songs for all the dance programs (me and my sis as singers :)) )
Playing with colors on the occasion of Ganesh nimajjan and after that, washing clothes before mom sees. :)
Stealing tamarind and salt and zeera from home and eat at the outside with friends.
Lighting crackers during diwali even with a temperature of 102 degrees fever.:)
Bunking school and going to a competition in near by school and winning the prize.
sometimes, coming from school which is very far (around 5kms) by walk.
Counting "Good, very Good" written by teacher in the copy write.
competing with my competitor(Mahanandi)in my 7th standard. I can't forget the days where we used to quarrel with dusters and removing the cycle air caps. :)
Teaching maths to my neighbor.
Teaching 10th class maths to my relative. I tried a lot to teach him. But he was weak in maths so badly that I left their home the next day and reached my home.
Being happy to get first prize in maths quiz and crying for not getting first prize at second time. And that time, the other girl who won, came to me and told me to take the first prize that she got. :)
Finally by requesting, ordering, pleading (:) ) my mom a lot to get my hair decorated with flowers (actually called gazraa in Hindi. Don't know the word in English).
That enthusiasm, innocence, that tension free life as a free bird is missing now. :(