Thursday, January 28, 2010

Master Piece

Days changed in her life. Sarcastic isn't it.
Who knows whether they changed for better or worst and who cares when a gossip is out in spite of what the hell in one's life is going.

Basically I am in a thoughtful mood though I am writing frustrating words, so you may consider this one.

Focus, clarity and blah ..how many people in this world are having? If it is something born in person...I would avoid them in jealousy :P

All big things have a special locus in mind. I used to go to vegetable market in my village which is functional only once in a week i.e on Tuesday. I get ready well and go there, as that was a place where cousins, relatives, a group of my mom's friends, meet and help in choosing good vegetables for a vegetable illiterate (me). And all these people go back home and discuss about each one whom they met in the market. This was the weekly social gathering of whole village for a purpose, but I enjoyed it in many ways. I loved to observe when people bargain, when any shopkeeper gives an extra tomato or ladies finger I enjoy how people show victory on their faces and I would probably make a big story at home if it happens to me. When I was below 5 th standard, I used to search in the same market for something else. They were nothing but match boxes.

Even though I studied in a classic English medium school in town, my friends were all in the village who play with match box covers, custard apple seeds, marbles and many games with sticks. So my favorite game was matching "match box covers". I needed different types of match boxes with hero faces, dog, cat, pen marks on them. To collect them I used to wake up early in the morning and go to the market, underneath some small bunk shaped shops and look for empty thrown match boxes, then tear the corners and start playing in the evening. Mom hates this game, as I roam around collecting match boxes on roads. Everyday I played this game wonderfully and won box full of match box covers. One fine day my mom who was upset with my behavior from a long time, thrown my achievements in cooking fire. I didn't eat that day. I didn't play again with those master pieces.

Super proud

 My little brother is no more little.. He has grown up so big that now he went to a new country to study I feel quite proud of him and also ...