Best Friend

As a part of the Write Tribe Festival of Words which kickstarts on September 1 and will go on till September 7, I am writing about the 7 relations in my life, without even one of them my life would lose its meaning. These seven people are very dear to me and I hold them very close.

Best Friend  -

We met for the first time when we were kids. Her family had shifted to my town that year and we stayed in the same building on different floors. She also joined my school.

We go along really well. We hit the correct note right from the beginning. At school we were in different division, so it had become our daily ritual to discuss our day with each other sitting on the staircase once we were back from school. We were thick as thieves. From competition, complaints and bitching, small arguments and big fights, there we discussed it all. I remember when at times playing on the terrace I would forget my watch or other belongings, for which I was never worried, because without fail she would always get them back. We played games, jolly and also we made bets, which most of them she would lose. We had this rule that the looser gets ten slaps on the palm with a rider that the last one would be on the cheek. She would always put a brave face while deciding on this rule, but would end cribbing when she would lose and then she would complain to her father and I would get a dressing down.

Mother

As a part of the Write Tribe Festival of Words which kickstarts on September 1 and will go on till September 7, I am writing about the 7 relations in my life, without even one of them my life would lose its meaning. These seven people are very dear to me and I hold them very close.

Mother -

The person of paramount importance for me in this universe. She is the one who is my creator and not the almighty. She is the one who is made me what I am today and what I will ever be. She has risked herself so that I could get the world to see. She is my candle, my light – my begetter, my divine – I call her ‘Maa’.

Sisters

As a part of the Write Tribe Festival of Words which kickstarts on 1^st September and will go on till September 7, I am writing about the 7 relations in my life, without even one of them my life would lose its meaning. These seven people are very dear to me and I hold them very close.

Sisters -

Unfortunately I am not blessed with a real sister, but I am blessed to be born in joint family where I have three. One is my paternal uncle’s daughter and two others are daughters of my two paternal aunts’. One paternal aunt stays in my own town so that way two of my sisters were always around. But it was the Diwali and summer vacations that I always looked forward to when all we siblings used to come together and have a gala time. We had our days planned well in advance. We used to play cards, dumb shears, and many other indoor games and they were no mug with cricket either. But the best time was our night rides. We used to hop on to our bikes and go around the town and visit the river side and take a long trip on the highway. It was sheer fun and the three were actually the musketeers. When together they were a bundle of latent energy about to burst. They would break into impromptu jigs followed by boisterous laughter for the silliest things they spot while on a ride and that would cringe the passerby. A mere burp or fart sounds would trigger them and they would start laughing raucously, which more often than not would land us in trouble with the offended person. They were a crazy bunch and alongwith us the combination would become lethal. We would get stringent pocket money, which was very little and so we never had much to spend, but that was never a problem. We would enjoy a lot within our limitations as each other’s company would compensate for everything else.

Brother

As a part of the Write Tribe Festival of Words which kickstarts on 1^st September and will go on till September 7, I am writing about the 7 relations in my life, without even one of them my life would lose its meaning. These seven people are very dear to me and I hold them very close.

Brother -

He was gifted to me by parents when I was just four. I am sure when he was born I would have been delighted beyond limits and my happiness would have known no boundaries. I don’t remember it all now as I was all but four. He was and is the jewel of the family being not just the youngest kid but the youngest member of our huge joint family. He was loved, pampered and spoiled as kid but has always been well mannered, obedient and dutiful child.

Grand Mother

As a part of the Write Tribe Festival of Words which kickstarts 1^st September and will go on till September 7, I am writing about the 7 relations in my life, without even one of them my life would lose its meaning. These seven people are very dear to me and I hold them very close.

Grand Mother - 

Hi Baa!!!(that’s what we gujjus fondly call our granny) I used to shout everyday when I was back from work. Then we would have our long chats, gossips and cribbing sitting on the terrace. That was our daily ritual.

Father

As a part of the Write Tribe Festival of Words which kickstarts today and will go on till September 7, I am writing about the 7 relations in my life, without even one of them my life would lose its meaning. These seven people are very dear to me and I hold them very close.

Father –

Father is a man in relation to his child or children as defined by the dictionary.

But in literal meaning the person giving meaning to this word is way more than just a male parent. For me he is the one who not only gave me life but also thought me living. From petty issues to the cyclonic challenges life has thrown at me, he has guided me through it all. He has stood by me like a rock. He has rallied all his energies around me and had always made sure I have come out safe. For me he is my only hero and he is my role model. Brought up in humble circumstances, from starving to selling fruits and vegetables at fairs he had done it all. But never once did arrogance enter him even after he made it big all by his own.