After a long gap,(Stopped visiting/staying in relatives’ house after I graduated from primary school to Junior School, St.Joseph’s ,Trichy) I had a chance to meet most of my relatives on the occasion of my brother’s marriage. And I was one among that still existing Kinship for about 5 Hrs.
           
        Whoever comes and fondles would be liked very much by the children at home. Most of the time there would be some talk/gossip about that person after he/she leaves. That creates an image about them within us, the children of the household. This continues till we realize the truth. Often we fail to identify the things which are really good/bad and projected as good/bad. I guess this separates people from each other and brings them close as well.
           
         I was trying to look at the positives & good things of my relatives, and did that as much I could. At the end I was feeling good.
           
         Being an ordinary person I was uncomfortable with this life when I saw Grandpa, Grandmas & uncle, aunties who are aged than their selves of  10/15 back( with whom I spent my childhood but then they were young and energetic). Still I am only able to remember the faces of them which I had seen 10/15years back. Sometimes I shed tears when I recollect childhood days with my parents and grandparents.
           
         Now a days I am trying to put some effort to enjoy the following seconds’ surprise. Sometimes I live to my satisfaction and the rest of the times I am not.
Not expecting more, but with strong hopes .
           
        These days my father pours his love and affection on me. He came to drop me in his Super XL at my village bus stop which is 100 ft away from our 100 year old house. There were days when only I had gone to drop and pick him from bus stops, I was happy those days in doing that. But I am not quiet feeling myself these days.
           
        At the bus stop we met a person who had spent his days in my villages till his retirement, he was also heading towards Chennai with his son’s (working in an IT firm in Chennai) family. We started conversing as my father proudly introduced me working in TCS to him,. my mobile alerted me for a SMS and we started talking about ‘Cell phone Network Coverage’ in my village for few minutes. As the same level Caste group people they were started discussing about the younger generation of the underprivileged who once worked in our Farms & Houses, even now those people remove their footwear and walk on the ‘front walk’ with barefoot if they come home. The good part of this is that the younger generation is not like that. Most of them have settled in Cities and living a decent life. We had to end our conversation by waving our hands with this good information as the town bus started moving towards Trichy city.

Forever,
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