two golden hearts

Tears    man.Big  tears.Not   the   limited  tears,which    just   makes  your  cheeks  wet  below   the    eyes.That  was   big,big one.Which   flows  down   the   cheeks   in   a  certain   defined  streams,left    the   dusty   railway  station   wet,plopped   down   on the   surface,left you   completely  void.My   parents  tears,  my  tears.But  not before  my    parents,now m   getting   the  sense   of    artificial     maturity.Shit.I   held    the tears  before the  train   started   crawling  and   when    i    lost    the  glimpse   of    them   after  a  few  seconds.I   know,while   hitting    this  post   m  getting  sissy   and    making   me    emotional.But     thats    the     way    i  m. I     cry    easily.very  easily.

I    left     Muzaffarpur   on    29th  landed    here  safely. I    have set up the room,in my own   unique  way.The    clothes     have  been    shoved   in the   almirah.Sweeped    the    entire   room   with    one year   old   broom.And    now    i   have    severe    pain    in   the    back.How     a     decent    good   girl   can   manage   to  do   such   stuff   almost  everyday,yeah   a  big  pat  from    me,take   it.

But    now   i m   missing   my   family,parents.Would     b    nice    once   i  will   sink myself   into   work  from   tomorrow.Yes    i    just    wish    to sneak   into   the   kitchen  at   my home    just   rite   now.And    scare    my   mummy   by   shouting   in   her  ear.And    then   she    would    turn  and  yell at me-bantu  tu  ek  din heart  attack  karwa  dega.She     often   says   this   whenever   i  do such   stupidity.What    would   b papa   doing rite now??   May    b  he is    reading    some  books  or  newspaper.I      have   always   an   urge   of reading    newspaper  or  books  when  he  is reading   by   heckling   mindlessly    and   we   often end   up   brawling,and   then  mummy    comes   up   and   settle   the matter.

Why    do    i have to b away from  them.Oh  yeah   for career’s  sake.So   i    make    a   lot of  money   and   make   proud   of  me.I    understand.My   being   here   working    out   things,to  get   handsome   salaried   job,this   is   the   best  thing for me  i know.But     for    those    of you    who    are    with  their   parents,please  note   it   donot   let    the   precious   time   go   without    respect   and   enjoyment.Its    only   when   you   are away   from   them   you   feel    the   importance   of  being   together   with   parents.

A     family    is    the   most   natural   blessing.May    b     we     have   b    come    so   used to   a   mummy     working     in     the    kitchen ,to   a    papa   reading   newspaper,to   a   sister   teasing   us   that    we    fail    to   understand    their   importance,we   donot   notice   them much,and    look     for   someone   outside  family,someone   special.But   nothing   nothing   can   come     close    to   love   what    your    parents   give    you.  I    look   at    my hand,rite   one,this    hand   has been  through    slapping    my frnd   in class    5th.Through   holding a  call   letter   as   being    a   state  topper, but     still    the    most    natural    and    loving     thing    this   hand   has    done   is  to  curl   around    my   mummy’s   finger.

The    love    in    a    mothers   heart   cant    b  found    in any    investment    bank,not   in  dollar,not   in  getting   into  any  top    end   engineering    college.We    guys    look   for     big   trophies   seven  figure  salary,reaching   US.But    the   most    natural   and    best    form    of  joy     you    can  feel   is     in    the    unconditional    love    your    parents    can   give   you.You    will   always     have   to   return   to your  parents   to   see   that   glossy   of  true   love   and   caring    in  their  eyes.You   may    sleep    on the    huge  beds with   split   AC   running     around    you,but    the     timeless    feeeling    of  relaxation    and    pure    comfort   comes   only    when    you   are    circled   around    them.

Have    u    ever   discussed    with    your   ma  about    the  moment  when    u   first  time  started   walking.A     twinkle   in her   eyes,the    excitement     in  her    tone,the    pure   smile   on   her  lips,  recalling    all    those    moments   is   something    else.Different   than  any   other   joy,yeah   i mean it.Its     like    her   entire   self    is    submerged    into  something   of    unbridled     joy  of    that    moment,when  first  time   you   pressed   your  soft   tiny  foot    against   this   earth  for   the     first    time.

So     somewhere,remember    that   these  two   people   still    beating   for   you,caring     for     your   happiness    with    all      their   hearts  24\7.Still    wanting    to   stroke    your    hair   now  with  weaker  hands   wrinkled   face   but    with   same    intensity.and    still    feeling   joy    at     your    every smile.

Guys\Gals     people,  you     have    may   created    business,empires,nation,but    those   two     people   have   created    life.Created     you.

Life     may    b   about   getting    into    IITs,RECs,IIMs   and   any   other    top   end   college,getting    a     job     in  new   york,california,doing  MS  at   university of    Berkley,But    life   is also  about    watching     your   mother    wrapping    bedsheets   early   in   the   morning,  about   sharing   morning   tea  with     your    parents,pulling    your   sisters   pony  tail,acting    stupid  knowing      that     one     day     you   will   miss    them,remember   it.your    all     dollars    will   remain   with  you,your    all   fancy  stuff   from   BMW   to     cycle    will  remain   with u.but    they   wont.so   treasure     them.

Life   is   not    about   a   few   big     moments,but a  zillion   small  ones  what    we     come   across   everyday.Sooooo,please     go   out    win     this    plastic     world,b come    famous,but     please    donot   ever    forget    to   care    about   two   golden   hearts,your   father   and    mother.they   are   just   beaming    and   beating   for   U  all  the   time.