Africa was a mystery to my mind. And I never got to read about it. But sometimes, you ought to read by force. Then only I got to know about it, in more detailed.
We always like to say to people or try to potray the problems we went through are toughest than any and no one can understand them. My eyes went blind for a minute when I saw and read about poverty in Africa. Poverty is something else. I always thought what I went through is the most tough of all. I do not even know the pinch of poverty. Yet I turn out to be smart dealing with small problems in life and those people die dealing with worst form of poverty.
My next two days are well planned and I am supposed to be sleeping to get up by 9a.m and go to Rebel movie. Morning shows are comparably cheap and these days I starting preferring those shows by sacrificing a bit of weekend sleep. And then donno the reason exactly, though all people predict one reason, I am so happy from last two days. Its been quite so longg long time I see myself like this. For myself, I find new. All these ten people I forward this must be laughing at this line. I know.
And then, I bought a temptations run and raisin choclate and had it listening to some old telugu song and thinking of my father's teenage. He once told me, when he was young, he along with his friends in village used to take their bicycles and cycle about 20km to reach nearby town. It is actually not so big one though :P They all had only 2 rupees each and with that, they used to go to a movie, after which eat 'Ugaani Bajji' and come back by night to their village and they still had 20 paise or so, which he never told what he did, but now I assume, he must have spent on buying 'beedi's. Too bad of me, but I knew my father used to smoke from his 7th class, hiding himself under a stone in a well. And his teacher sometimes send some students to bring him to school and he always escape. Donno why he was so keen on seeing us study and work, though we both were girl kids, I never heard him saying he wanted a boy neither he appeared unsatistied having us. Always he was proud of us and celebrated each of our small achievements, be it be small birthday ocassion. Once, when I was kid, I ate 12 bananas in the bus in 30 minutes, and he told this his entire life to everyone so proudly. I think I never will see such innocence in my life again.
We always like to say to people or try to potray the problems we went through are toughest than any and no one can understand them. My eyes went blind for a minute when I saw and read about poverty in Africa. Poverty is something else. I always thought what I went through is the most tough of all. I do not even know the pinch of poverty. Yet I turn out to be smart dealing with small problems in life and those people die dealing with worst form of poverty.
My next two days are well planned and I am supposed to be sleeping to get up by 9a.m and go to Rebel movie. Morning shows are comparably cheap and these days I starting preferring those shows by sacrificing a bit of weekend sleep. And then donno the reason exactly, though all people predict one reason, I am so happy from last two days. Its been quite so longg long time I see myself like this. For myself, I find new. All these ten people I forward this must be laughing at this line. I know.
And then, I bought a temptations run and raisin choclate and had it listening to some old telugu song and thinking of my father's teenage. He once told me, when he was young, he along with his friends in village used to take their bicycles and cycle about 20km to reach nearby town. It is actually not so big one though :P They all had only 2 rupees each and with that, they used to go to a movie, after which eat 'Ugaani Bajji' and come back by night to their village and they still had 20 paise or so, which he never told what he did, but now I assume, he must have spent on buying 'beedi's. Too bad of me, but I knew my father used to smoke from his 7th class, hiding himself under a stone in a well. And his teacher sometimes send some students to bring him to school and he always escape. Donno why he was so keen on seeing us study and work, though we both were girl kids, I never heard him saying he wanted a boy neither he appeared unsatistied having us. Always he was proud of us and celebrated each of our small achievements, be it be small birthday ocassion. Once, when I was kid, I ate 12 bananas in the bus in 30 minutes, and he told this his entire life to everyone so proudly. I think I never will see such innocence in my life again.
