Hello everybody... After a good 10 days vacation, I am back to work. I had been to Balasore(a coastal district in Orissa), my village to attend my uncle's wedding. Well, he was my dad's youngest brother.
I was visiting my village after two years. When I was a kid I used to go there twice a year, but after I joined college I could hardly find time to go there. Actually, I could have found time, but I just didn't feel like goin there. I don't know why... My uncle and aunty who stay there, love me a lot and everytime they call me, the first thing that they ask is "When r u coming?".
But this time with all my relatives and cousins, I had a fantastic time. No hurries, no hassles, I felt like a kid after a long long time. I caught up with some of my cousins and relatives whom I hadn't seen for years. Although I am a 22 yr old guy now, but in their eyes I was still a kid and their affection compelled me to think certain things which I had never thought before.
Lately, I have been thinking a lot about my career, my job, my salary..but an interesting thing that I discovered was that, for those who matter the most to me, these things don't matter. People of our generation(like me), keep on hankering for money, fame and in the process forget the actual meaning of relationships. I am not saying that one should not go for these things, but that balance is very necessary. Mine is a joint family and I am happy to be a part of it. My dad has five brothers and the kind of bonding they share is something u hardly find in this age. The only reason why this joint family has existed is- mutual respect amongst the brothers. Ok, I am going too much into relationships. Coming back to chacha ki shaadi, the good news is that, the next man in line is me....
3 comments:
saale u r next in line..??
shaadi karne ke liye itna tadap kyun raha hai bey..
yeh dude get married ur next we guys r really waitin 4 dis miracle to happen...we will have a blast
shaadi karler... lekin gt hostel wala motto mat bhulna -KADDU KATEGA TO SAB MEIN BATEGA
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