PRICELESS MOMENTS...

life is like a flowing river, or u can say a journey from the darkness of womb to the darkness of death! the paths, the alleys are completely unknown and unsure. No one can say "yeah, i know what will happen tomorrow!"...in fact u cant say what will happen to u in next few minutes! That is the speciality ,the uniqueness of life. You have to prepare ur mind for every upcoming situation .And if u cannot then u are lost...in the vast darkness. I, personally think infancy is the best phrase of a person's life...u dont need to worry about anything, u r free ,u r loved ,u r cared like a little princess! the most amusing part of infancy is that u r not worrying about anything but its ur parents who worry about u a lot!

Today when i was travelling by Metro Rail, a bunch of little school girls came running like a cascade of flowing waterfall,into the train,when it stopped for a while in a station.The were full of innocence,vivacity and vitality ! constantly talking, rather chirping like little birds ,the train was soon filled with laughter and joy...not the usual kind of joy, it was something divine something very innocent! when i looked at them i became lost in my childhood days...i was wondering whether i was as vivacious as they are ! probably not.I was shy,demure and introvert or rather unfriendly and timid! if anyone asked my name i would hide myself behind my mother,it was safest place on earth for me.I dont know why there was not such deep connection with my father! probably the distance of places created distance between us!I didnt like to play with other girls of my age,rather i would sit and watch them playing.My favourite activity was gazing stars in the sky! and thinking whether a ladder would be enough to reach them! stupid me! I was always lost in thoughts...which appeared to others meaningless imagination of a stupid child!I cannot tolerate ignorance and humiliation...since i became mature enough to understand what is humiliation or ignorance! So i decided my thoughts,my imaginations are only mine...the are my treasures ...i will tell no one!....not even my mother....

Probably, since then i became distant from everyone .Actually even today i m lonely...more lonely than ever...but earlier i used to hate this,now i understand its value.

There are some moments in my life which i regard as priceless,which taught me the reason to celebrate life, to stop worrying about what i dont have and to thank God for everything which he has given me!if there is any true friend in my life he is the Almighty god!. I can feel his presence I can share my every little worries with him....i am sure he will show me light,he will guide me through uneven ,uncertain alleys of life.

Now I am going to tell the incident which flashes upon my inward eye ,everytime I think about my life's vital phrases .I was in 8th standard.Like everyday i was in school, attending classes.Suddenly someone came in the class and said headmistress wants to meet me! I was shocked ,petrified and a little bit anxious.When i met her she said that my mother will not come to school to receive me...i have to go by school bus alone! i was utterly surprised!
when i reached my stoppage my relative received me and informed me about my mother's accident,but she never revealed how severe it was.At that time I felt nothing....I was completely blank,had no idea what I should do.My mother got admitted in hospital.She was in hospital for 4months.And this was the crucial time in my life.I never knew I will face this kind of situation,ever in my life.My mother used to do everything... cleansing my clothes,cooking foods,going to shops,receiving me from bus stand!...every possible thing a mother is supposed to do.without her I felt completely out of world! I had never been so helpless in my life,but gradually i took most of the responsibilities ,both of myself and my brother and probably to some extent of my father.
One day my father brought the clothes my mother was wearing at the time of accident.Amongst them there was a red shawl,her favourite one.I thought I must wash them.I never knew such an incident is waiting for me!I took the shawl and started pouring water on it..after a few seconds some red coloured fluid came out from that shawl! I poured more water and gradually the whole area was filled with blood! yes it was blood! overwhelming red blood,gushing out from that shawl.....I was petrified,terrified and i stood there in awe....as if I forgot the way to escape!
I had never seen so much blood in my whole life,everywhere there was blood.It was like a pool of blood surrounding me!I stood still,i could not move....the whole incident was unnerving.It created phobia in me.Even now whenever i see blood I get afraid,this incident flashes in my mind.Whenever there are blasts or any kind of blood-shedding incident anywhere I just turn off the channel where those wounded,mutilated and blood-covered corpses are being showed , in fact i dont read the newspaper next day! For I am sure they will print those scary pictures on the front page!I have phobia of blood.In fact, i have got phobia of the colour "red".