Roots Wings and Familiar Roads

I had a chat with M today. M is in aastha for the next two weeks unwinding, thinking and exploring himself. M has played a very significant role in my life. He has helped me grow as a person. We were discussing on the list of people who have played a substantial role in his life and I thought it would make sense for me to list some of them who have helped me diagnose various aspects of life here.

M for pushing me in new directions in life. For making me think that life is not restricted to black and white. For being a part of my support group. My mood swings vary like the 12 faces of the moon. I cry, crib, get charged up, scowl, act frizzy, cringe, laugh and blah blah blah.I still fail to see how he puts up with me. The fact is we miss each other like crazy when we are apart and drive each other nuts during our time together.

R for teaching me what passion is all about. R is an ex colleague of mine.R’s passions include MIG, Nanoscience and books. I have always seen R fenced in office with piles of papers and books around him. I have always had short but astonishing conversations with R.Conversations would vary from Indra Gandhi’s Emergency period to bioweapons (banana peels that I love disposing in his dust bin..Ew) I adore R and respect him for his dedication and his noesis in all aspects of his passions.

P for tolerating me forever. Right from the behenji days of mine to the street-smart urban chic I proclaim today. She has taught me how to love unconditionally and give oneself completely without anticipating anything in return. She has been a part of everything in my life. She has known me from the days when Valentines Day was about expecting white/red/yellow roses, wearing pink and red outfits to being completely indifferent. I hope to sustain this relationship so that when I become a cranky grandmother I can brood about my grandkids not heeding my words to her.

B for the warm person that she is. She has a very heavy influence on me esp with her exceptional writing skills. Once B had shared her Diary with me and I was taken aback with her intense writing. She is a wonderful person who has taught me that when you generalize things, stones become diamonds and diamonds become stones. I have been quite fortunate to have known her so well. Another commendable deed that I have learnt from B is to NEVER judge anyone.

Dad and Mom for my upbringing. For giving me the opportunity to experiment with things that I have always craved for. For giving me the independence that I starved for. According to them I have two extremes: I am still a kid who will grease my dress with jam when having breakfast and mature enough to work hard and save up for my taxes.

I have this urge to pen down some facts about me today. But guess I shall restrict it to some other day.