How life changes with the time....
From being a little girl to a responsible woman , life for me is a magical journey comprising of lot of events and experiences.
My childhood was not same like other kids. I am the only daughter of a working parents, and had to spend entire day without them. In school I used to envy my friends like anything as they will be going home with their parents and during vacations they will not be coming to creche as their mom will be at home. For me it was a far cry. My mom was a professor working in a distant town of Asansol and has to travel a long distance everyday. I used to wake up in the morning much after my mom has started her journey and go to sleep at night when she has not yet returned. There are few days when she was at home and I will be treated as a princess.. But that used to happen only twice a week..on Wednesday and Sunday when she had Day-off.
On the other side my Dad was my ultimate guide. He used to tackle all my wishes, pamper me and be both father and mother when I felt alone. I still remember he used to wake me up in the morning which such patience..when I used to cry for not leaving the bed. He used to take me is his lap and go to the washroom for bathing me. I used to scream touching the cold water and he used to pacify me. While going to school he used to carry 3 big bags... my school bag, creche bag and shoe bag. He will drop me to school and then go for his office. Entire day I will be in school followed by creche and then evening my grandmother will pick me from the school and I used to stay in my grandmother's house till my father comes back. My grandmother used to come in her big dark grey colored Ambassador. My friends used ogle at that car and I used to feel like a film-star at that moment.
I still remember the Car no. RSB 1339..though it is not with us anymore..
Due to this peculiar lifestyle.. my studies were hampered a lot. Very clearly my parents didn't have the time to look after my studies and my grandmother was so busy with her work and other activities that few times it has also happened that I have to stay locked in the car as she has to go for a meeting not suitable for children like me..or sometimes I used to play with the driver's children in the street till my grandmother comes back from her work.
But I never complained to my parents about this.I never told them how insecure I used to feel. Perhaps this has helped me becoming the strong person I am today.
I was in 4th standard when my Mom finally got transferred to the city very near to our home. Ah! that was a relief for me.. But no, soon she fell sick and was bedridden for almost a year. But slowly she recovered and here I start a new life.
My studies improved and I become one of the good students in my class. I still remember my Dad literally cried when I ranked in my class. He was so happy. Slowly I was growing up. In these years my mom became my best friend. We used to go for window shopping, watch movies just anyone does with friends. I didn't have much friends and really didn't need as I have my mom. I can share everything with her.
But things doesn't remain same all the time. Soon I was in college and found some great friends.I used to go for shopping, movie with them. They became a part of my life. I used to chat with my friends over phone despite my mother's constant worries.
After College I went to learn animation and there I found few of the best friends I had in my entire life. They have made me a different person.
Then came the serious life....my professional life. Oh! how I used to get tensed while giving an interview for a job. Even after getting the job, I used to feel scared going to office. You know, my work is not an easy one. Web Design is something very very tough. You have to think and think and think.. But there was always a solution for everything. There is a person whom I know from the very first day of my job, he has helped me in learning how to succeed in my job, he has stood by my side in all thick and thin. he is the person whom I started loving quite later and now he is my husband and together we have spend 4 long years.
So this is my story so far.. There will be one caption to be wriitten at the end "- TO BE CONTINUED" as there are many things remaining to happen..
From being a little girl to a responsible woman , life for me is a magical journey comprising of lot of events and experiences.
My childhood was not same like other kids. I am the only daughter of a working parents, and had to spend entire day without them. In school I used to envy my friends like anything as they will be going home with their parents and during vacations they will not be coming to creche as their mom will be at home. For me it was a far cry. My mom was a professor working in a distant town of Asansol and has to travel a long distance everyday. I used to wake up in the morning much after my mom has started her journey and go to sleep at night when she has not yet returned. There are few days when she was at home and I will be treated as a princess.. But that used to happen only twice a week..on Wednesday and Sunday when she had Day-off.
On the other side my Dad was my ultimate guide. He used to tackle all my wishes, pamper me and be both father and mother when I felt alone. I still remember he used to wake me up in the morning which such patience..when I used to cry for not leaving the bed. He used to take me is his lap and go to the washroom for bathing me. I used to scream touching the cold water and he used to pacify me. While going to school he used to carry 3 big bags... my school bag, creche bag and shoe bag. He will drop me to school and then go for his office. Entire day I will be in school followed by creche and then evening my grandmother will pick me from the school and I used to stay in my grandmother's house till my father comes back. My grandmother used to come in her big dark grey colored Ambassador. My friends used ogle at that car and I used to feel like a film-star at that moment.
I still remember the Car no. RSB 1339..though it is not with us anymore..
Due to this peculiar lifestyle.. my studies were hampered a lot. Very clearly my parents didn't have the time to look after my studies and my grandmother was so busy with her work and other activities that few times it has also happened that I have to stay locked in the car as she has to go for a meeting not suitable for children like me..or sometimes I used to play with the driver's children in the street till my grandmother comes back from her work.
But I never complained to my parents about this.I never told them how insecure I used to feel. Perhaps this has helped me becoming the strong person I am today.
I was in 4th standard when my Mom finally got transferred to the city very near to our home. Ah! that was a relief for me.. But no, soon she fell sick and was bedridden for almost a year. But slowly she recovered and here I start a new life.
My studies improved and I become one of the good students in my class. I still remember my Dad literally cried when I ranked in my class. He was so happy. Slowly I was growing up. In these years my mom became my best friend. We used to go for window shopping, watch movies just anyone does with friends. I didn't have much friends and really didn't need as I have my mom. I can share everything with her.
But things doesn't remain same all the time. Soon I was in college and found some great friends.I used to go for shopping, movie with them. They became a part of my life. I used to chat with my friends over phone despite my mother's constant worries.
After College I went to learn animation and there I found few of the best friends I had in my entire life. They have made me a different person.
Then came the serious life....my professional life. Oh! how I used to get tensed while giving an interview for a job. Even after getting the job, I used to feel scared going to office. You know, my work is not an easy one. Web Design is something very very tough. You have to think and think and think.. But there was always a solution for everything. There is a person whom I know from the very first day of my job, he has helped me in learning how to succeed in my job, he has stood by my side in all thick and thin. he is the person whom I started loving quite later and now he is my husband and together we have spend 4 long years.
So this is my story so far.. There will be one caption to be wriitten at the end "- TO BE CONTINUED" as there are many things remaining to happen..
2 comments:
Such a nice story and really very inspiring...
Thank you Moushumi for liking it.
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