Sunday, December 09, 2007

Going!

I’ll be leaving in an hour.

I’ll be leaving home.

Just now, I was talking to Guddi Maasi, and she asked, “Dil taan nahin ghat reha?”

Ajje takk taan nahin. Parson ghat reha si thoda jeha, baaki kal jaa ke pata lagu!” I replied.

Tiwana Uncle wished me luck, and said that he had just one thing to say- that sincerity and hardwork always pays. “That’s the experience of my life,” he added.

I’ve talked to almost my entire extended family today.

Over the last two weeks, I’ve met most of my close friends.

Each day has felt so special.

Each day has brought a few memorable moments with it.

Each day I’ve felt so rich- with the love, care and warmth- of my family and my friends.

Just a little while ago, Twinkle gifted me a ppt that I had seen her preparing earlier in the day- it had pics of everyone in the family, starting from Beeji, appearing one by one- and in the end, a Good Luck message. It was so sweet!

I’ve just mailed the ppt to myself.

I know I’ll be seeing it again, and again, quite soon.

In the evening today, I’d had the scraps that I’d collected from the seniors, my friends and my juniors over the last year-and-a-half, bounded into a scrap-book.

I’ve packed my old diaries, and photographs…..and hey! I’ve forgotten ‘Vine’!!!
Have remembered it in good time! (a mental note made to add it as soon as I stop writing).

The luggage is already 8 kg overweight. But that’s ok!

I added Dilraj in my messenger list. Till now, it made no sense- at one time, only one of us could be online. Tomorrow by now, we would have had our first chat.

It’s a new beginning.

I’ve been telling Dilraj to click my pics before I go.

Then, we can compare the ‘Before’ and the ‘After’ pics.

“Maybe, by the time you come back, I am not here,” he said.
That’s probable. He’s in 12th now- his ‘decisive’ year.

I’m going today.

I don’t know when I’ll come back.

Manu came home 2 hours ago. For these few hours, we are all together- Manu, Twinkle, Dilraj, Harsh and me. When next? None knows.

Twinkle just came to ask how much of my work is left. “We are all sitting together,” she said.

I’m going to join them.

I’m going to live this last hour with them- my family.

I’m going away from home.

1 comment:

- said...

You just made me cry :( I can clearly visualize how it'll be when I ll be leavin home for the first time.. all my relatives callin' me.. all friends catching up.. clicking and collectin pics.. and I would neva forget Vine ,by the way [;)] !! Par mera dil already ghatt reha hai

Anyway, I hope you are doin good.. am feelin so bad we cud not meet before you go.. I was net-less so dint read ur scrap or called you..really regrettin that :( sorry! Take good care, eat well, work hard and party harder! I also wanna see the 'before' and 'after' Japi !!
Much love :)