Nostalgia

At every phase of life we nuture a dream.some arent realised the way we want them to.but tht doesnt deter us frm dreamin.n when such dreams are fulfilled they leave behind some very cherishable n special moments.

It was a lazy monday afternoon. i was more nervous this time before takin the pregnancy test .my hubby was offerin his prayers at tht time. with tears rollin down my eyes i was waitin to convey the result of the test.with a tense look he came towards to comfort me.still cryin i hug him sayin tht im pregnant.in my crazee cryin i cudnt even notice his first reaction.as i excitedly talk to my parents i find him scribblin a note in his very illegible writin.still i could read the words very clearly ” my home is glowin n looks more beautiful at the thought of arrival of the new born.may god bless my child with the bst of health n happiness”. i chuckle to myself as he immediately went to take the pics of the pregnancy kit.

before i used to think tht when i disclose this to my hubby i would do it by giftin him a beautiful card or bake him a nice cake with the words - ”for the dad to be”. but now i understand tht real life holds much more intense emotions than we possibly can imagine.

last week i had my first scan .seeing the cute little one movin actively n the most funny scratchin its tiny head with its fragile fingers made for the finest experience of my life.i was overwhelmed with emotions as i heard its heartbeat n was awestruck at nature’s wonder.never knew tears could be such a major part of some of the greatest celebrations in our lives . im more than grateful to the almighty for blessin me with such wonderful moments.

dad’s workplace n our home were in the same campus.most of my childhood was spend there.the campus was quite vast with  varied kind of flora n fauna.with every house havin a unique garden . there was also a recreation club with provisions frm outdoor sports to indoor games .with an auditorium 4 cultural activities.

in addition to these we had r own sports with sunday special being huntin butterflies n dragonflies.startin early mornin ,collectin special twigs 4 the special task of capturin.no sooner the task was accomplished there wud b other activities like decoratin the backyard of r home with different flowers . so again all set to go to collect flowers though we never dared to pluck them frm other’s places.infact once the arrangement was done the younger ones in r group of frnds includin my brother wud b assingned the responsibility of prayin.HAHAHA……yeah prayin so tht the winds do not destroy r flower arrangements.even the slightest breeze wud see r fury upon  them 4 not doin their job capably. i still cant stop laughin we actually did such funny things.

there were other naughty rather notorious gangs who had elaborate plans each day .knowin evry corner of the campus their main agenda wud b attackin the fruit trees of evry house .more flexible than the monkeys  they wud show offs their priceless possesions makin us an inferior breed only seekin 4 the flowers.

hw can i forget the rains when even after knowin well tht r titanics wud crash ,the enthu of makin them never failed.sailin in them wud be r collection of a kind of insects, red in color with a velvety touch[beerbabutti] . i dont know wat they r called in english.i wonder if kids of today evn know of it.

though 27 now i still crave the bdays of those days where nothin cud match the sweetness of mum’s home baked cakes , blowin candles amidst the innocent voices of ur buddies singing the bday song where just a candy or even the lack of it was enough to cheer as a bday gift.

i may forget things i did a moment ago but each chilhood tale is still so vivid .as it is said u remember ,only things  u wish to..