A quick break after 4 months of perseverance, learning, toiling and of course a slightly heavy pocket gave me an opportunity to travel back home for about 5 days. Staying at home was just as good, if not better, as meeting most of the people whom I dearly love. What added that extra emotional touch and revival of treasured memories was sourcing some of the vintage pictures and letters that my parents, cousins and friends had written to me at various points in time while I was studying in Bangalore. I am very much a normal human being and on seeing the pictures and reading the letters, I undoubtedly wanted to get transferred back in time only to relive those memories and remember them now with even more precision. Desires and expectations to experience all the good that was gets mellowed only with some sincere practices of detachment. Also, the ability to acknowledge all that is, often gets distorted by thinking about the ‘gone and the yet to come’ experiences.
Amongst all the hard work I put in for about 4 hours to dig through the memories, I found this very cute, interesting, inspiring and truly “dil se likha hua” letter. Prarthana Gandhi, one of my very dear friends from college had written to me just before I left Bangalore, then for good. (Destiny, I tell you, makes you do things that you never before had imagined even in your wildest of dreams, like transferring me back to Bangalore) I also found another letter that Tanushri Wahi had written to me with this cute gift of incense sticks and an incense stick stand with madhubani illustrations on it.
I have time and again felt that anything said or done with cent percent authenticity never dies. Anything done with the intention to share, care, give and love never loses its significance. Such is this letter. I read it once again yesterday and a surge of gratitude took over me. The feeling of gratitude and love was not even remotely a favour I was doing to anybody or myself. Rather, it was experiencing that moment when you feel that had such beautiful people not been around, you would have certainly been a different person, probably for the worse.
I would definitely like to share it here because it holds immense value, not just in terms of content but also for the fact that it is hand written. It is also absolutely neat, clean and crisp with the text superbly well aligned, and of course, it triggers the memories of all those beautiful days that I have spent with Peej (a.ka. Prarthana Gandhi) and Tanu (a.k.a Tanushri Wahi).
This post is for the both of you, Peej and Tanu and for the 5 yrs of madness which still continues. Cha-Chang! :) This post is also an ‘e-gratitude’ letter to all those who have made a difference to my life in all different ways.
Amongst all the hard work I put in for about 4 hours to dig through the memories, I found this very cute, interesting, inspiring and truly “dil se likha hua” letter. Prarthana Gandhi, one of my very dear friends from college had written to me just before I left Bangalore, then for good. (Destiny, I tell you, makes you do things that you never before had imagined even in your wildest of dreams, like transferring me back to Bangalore) I also found another letter that Tanushri Wahi had written to me with this cute gift of incense sticks and an incense stick stand with madhubani illustrations on it.
I love that little note " A long journey in a few words" with which the letter begins :)
I am also glad that the journey is still continuing :)
I am also glad that the journey is still continuing :)
I have time and again felt that anything said or done with cent percent authenticity never dies. Anything done with the intention to share, care, give and love never loses its significance. Such is this letter. I read it once again yesterday and a surge of gratitude took over me. The feeling of gratitude and love was not even remotely a favour I was doing to anybody or myself. Rather, it was experiencing that moment when you feel that had such beautiful people not been around, you would have certainly been a different person, probably for the worse.
I would definitely like to share it here because it holds immense value, not just in terms of content but also for the fact that it is hand written. It is also absolutely neat, clean and crisp with the text superbly well aligned, and of course, it triggers the memories of all those beautiful days that I have spent with Peej (a.ka. Prarthana Gandhi) and Tanu (a.k.a Tanushri Wahi).
This post is for the both of you, Peej and Tanu and for the 5 yrs of madness which still continues. Cha-Chang! :) This post is also an ‘e-gratitude’ letter to all those who have made a difference to my life in all different ways.