That day I received a severe scolding from my mother when a friend told her of the incident. Near my home was a park, which had very little grass at any time of year, and was mostly a paradise for cricket players. I still remember the amazement I got when I first saw a talking parrot near the tea-stall at the corner of the street. Those days are history, but they're too pleasant to forget. Childhood never returns, you know.

 

As far as school is considered, I've always been an achiever. There were teachers who wished to devote their time to me...they admired me much...they motivated me much...and they liked me much. Those teachers are the ones one would never forget. But now I've lost touch with most of them. I guess I'll meet them incidentally someday...someway....

My Family

Family is a group of people usually related by blood to each other, and sharing a common kitchen....this is all what I remember of the complete definition of family.

 

There are six of us in my family. I've got parents too good to describe in written language. I've got two younger brothers, and a little sister. I'm the eldest of all my siblings. I have very little verbal interaction with my brothers and father for strange and unknown reasons even I am not aware of, but the case is not so with my sister and mother. Overall we're a good Indian family.

I like my mother's family more than my dad's. The reason, still unknown. Maybe boys are more attached to mother, and girl to their father - this is what I can guess.

My Friends

The world is mud without friends. Friends let it grow lotuses. Friends are forever. I believe in Universal Friendship - that is - All are friends until and unless proved otherwise. I have no enemies except, perhaps, myself.

I never had more than three good friends at any point of time in my life so far, but three good friends do mean something. That means you have three lives who think of you...who care for you... and who are ready to do anything for you. This is what I'd explain as the definition of a friend to a common human being.

 

My best friend is my mother...who is my real God. She's the woman who spends sleepless nights when I'm outta home, she's the one who fulfils my needs without I having to make a request or order, and she's the one who guides me when I'm off the way. Any man who has made his mother his best friend can only achieve one thing - SUCCESS. Take it from me, and apply it to your life. You'll see the results soon.

 

My next best friend is - Me myself. I was born alone, and I'll die alone. Nobody was born to accompany me. I'll have to lead my own life.... maybe solitary...but not necessarily lonely. You know yourself more than others do, so you can be your best friend. If you are, you are more likely to judge yourself selflessly and, in that case, you're less likely to give yourself trouble. Have you ever tried to talk to yourself in your mind? Try talking to yourself for a few minutes - thinking of yourself as another person independent of your real being. Talk to that imaginary image of yours as if it were right in front of you...imagine you talking to yourself who is standing in front of you...Then you'll know what meditation means: Independent assessment of one's own being.

 

The next in line are the "Normal" friends. There are three that I'll never forget: Those three have been my classmates at different times in school. We were not a group until sometime back, when I thought to arrange for all the three of them, and me, to meet at a place. That's called Synchronization of Friends. From then on, each one of them has got two extra best friends. One sings well and is also interested in some serious " Sher-o-shairee"; one is doubly romantic than normal Indian males and is the purest at heart whom I've ever seen, and the third is a home-confined bird who is struggling to regain his self-confidence. I love these three. Their names appear in the Credits section. Guess who are they.......they're all males, because I studied in a boys school.

 

To this friends' list must be added two more names. The first name is that of somebody nicknamed "Cony". I first met her while chatting over the internet. We're very good friends...but she doesn’t want to meet me personally since she's married! The second name is that or Renu - whom I met during my Institute Festival - Pulse 2000. She's a real dear.

 

In addition to these seven people, I have many more names to say, but they'll flood the screen that you're currently staring at. Those are like gems in my life. I salute all my friends!

I like...

• Children
• All my friends
• Food when I'm hungry
• Sleep when I'm sleepy
• Playing Computer Games, especially Diablo and Diablo2
• Listening to music - Hindi (Non-film, and Kishore Kumar), English (Pop and Rock)
• Chatting over the internet, especially with Cony
• Stamp collection
• Dealing with difficult situations in social life
• Helping out those in need
• Painting - on paper as well as on Fabric
• Making artwork with computer programs like Adobe Photoshop
• Writing long letters to some of my friends
• Reading long letters from some of my friends
• Watching Batman series on T.V.
• Rice-Rajma combination prepared by my mother

I dislike...

• Smokers and Drinkers
• Smoking and Drinking
• Selfish people
• Liars
• People who get angry and shout at the slightest provocation
• Watching any damn movie (thereby wasting three hours)
• Fat and lazy people
• Running away from duties and responsibilities
• People who don't keep their promises
• Late-comers
• Wasting time doing nothing
• Sleeping more than eight hours per day