I remember
those various nights very clearly…
And being lover of darkness, I love
night time more than any other time of the day.
I
love Darkness. I often wish the night would never end. I sometimes never wish
to see the morning the next day, but just enjoy the serenity of night when
everyone else is sleeping in their own cocoon, and there is nobody to disturb
me, I'm pleased with silence. I find myself thinking about my past, and various
things I did in the past, I think about my desires and aspirations, I don't
worry about the future that time because I like to believe that this night is
never getting over so I have too much time to think and live it fully and in
the way I want to...
But
this never happens, as soon as I sleep, all at once I feel morning has arrived
bringing those daily chores with it, bringing those daily schedules, that daily
catalogue of prosy tasks that I have to complete, those so-called duties that I
am supposed to fulfill..
Nevertheless,
I'm blessed with the unusual memory powers and the visualization
adroitness that let me enjoy my life as it is and I always like to believe
there is yet Best to happen.
Talking
about the Nights here reminds me of various different nights that I have ever
spent till the date at different places other than my very own HOME.
The
extremely beautiful thing about each of them is their peculiarity and extraordinary charm.
I remember those nights when I use to sleep on the terrace of my old
house with all of my family members and relatives, when we, the children use to
enjoy on our own, sitting on that half wall discussing everything under this
sun, mainly about the school and toys, while our mommies use to gather to
discuss various gossips of the day, and our daddies use to sit together
discussing their profession and business things. Everyone was just so busy in
their selves
It was so relaxing, with that I remember that heavy dinner had with those
delicious mangoes and that eagerness to catch up with each other after
finishing our supper. We use to look forward to it. There was no worry. There
was no past, no future. It was just present then. It was delighting!!! I still
remember that smell of the atmosphere, I could still clearly feel that
Excitement of playing on the next day and the next night altogether, endless
plans we use to make!!!
Even few of the nights that I spent at my maternal grandmother’s
were wondrous. That night of the cool breeze with that extreme hot glass of
milk that my masi use to give me before sleep. The milk
tasted different there, its taste was unique. I, my mother and my two masis use to sleep together at terrace, and
they always use to talk over petty issues like their new dresses they bought,
or the new home equipments, they use to argue and even verbally fight on
trivial matters. And in the next moment support each other for piddling
victories. They were truly unpredictable. And I, use to hear those gossips and
laugh uncontrollably over the humorous remarks they use to make. It was a fun experience!!That
stay over there was refreshing due to summer vacations.
Some of the nights I spent with few of my tuition mates, Namely Aakash, Bhavesh, and Manish for "Studies". We use to end up doing everything except studies, As soon as we use to meet after dinner at someone's house we use to plan what is to be done and what is there to be completed till morning. Further watching Tv, lots of masti, and pranks we finally use to sleep, promising each other that we would study after midnight, making those alarms and waking each other up next morning and having failed to do so, use to go back to sleep again. And then finally early morning waking up for that very much required "Cup of tea" and going back to our respective homes again. It may seem useless, but we enjoyed those conversations, those funny moments, that concern for each other in studies only though. It is nostalgic, and sometimes I smile remembering all this. I'm sure it would never come back because it is just possibly me who remember all this. Whatever but “IT-IS-MEMORABLE"
Besides this, the other Amazing nights were those when I stayed back at
my aunt's. It was in Himmatnagar at a distance of 70 miles from my home. My
father's sister, we call her baby since childhood. Funnily I use to call this
place "Babynagar". It was my vacation when I went there. Though I
wasn't prepared for it because before that I never stayed at her place but then
I felt excited to try this, and besides I was too bored from my city as all my
friends were away from Ahmedabad to enjoy their holidays. So I finally reached
there with my bags full of clothes and other things. They live in a joint
family with too many cousins and their elder aunt whom they address as
"Bhabhi" and their elder uncle as "Kaka". Initially I was
hesitant to talk to every one of them other than my cousins, but with just two
three days of staying with them filled me with uttermost joy and excitement. I
started feeling like my own home. They started enjoying my company too, I use
to share with them various Ahmedabad incidents, I use to imitate one of my
paternal aunts, and tell them the situations when she uses Sindhi + Hindi in a
very amusing way which would bring giggles of laughter among them. They made
perfect delicious Aam-Ka-ras within minutes which was mouth-watering and every
day I just couldn't have less than two full bowls of it. Besides that
ultra-luscious "Chai-with-elaichi-powder" that they made every hour
of the day was perfectly palatable to me, Of course I'm a great
"Chai-Ka-fan" I use go with cousins of my cousins to their workplaces
and they took care of me like their own brother, They made me enjoy different
places in their areas, parks, restaurants etc.
See, the joy within me came back to life that I discussed everything here other than nights!! Of course if day could be so much fun, the night has to be equally enjoyable. They cook delicious food and take extra care of their meals that consist of no. of things, like salad, curds, pickles, Aam-ka-ras, papads, at least two sabzis, which was again very inviting. I use to immensely enjoy the meals there, and after having my dinner, I use to go on a walk by a nearby street with my cousin and their cousins for normal conversations and a Dessert. Can anyone ask for anything more? I feel not. That was like complete to me! There was a certain bond that had been created between me and everyone in their family. Bhabhie use to take me to market where she would meet with her other friends and gossip and buy vegetables. Besides, I use to roam on a cycle with cousins of my cousins, Strangely I felt connected to them even more than my own cousins. They were fun-loving and great foodie like me. I remember those nights when after all this I finally use to go to terrace, after changing into night clothes and two pillows and have a chat with 'Baby' about my day and other things before sleeping and then a cool breeze would set everybody to deep sleep.
This is something very close to my heart, because I know how much I enjoyed my
stay there which lasted for merely 10 days and seemed like forever. I came back
home after ten days, and I was missing them, and they were missing me too. It
was a totally immeasurable fun.
Other than these, there were nights spent with my cousin "BITTU" at
my home and her home too. She would converse with me unendingly about random
things, she was the most humorous person I ever knew that time, she would treat
me with love and affection and hug me all now and then, sleeping next to her
was like relaxing, she would tell me her stories about her life, and how one
day she will have to leave me after marriage, the time eventually came, it is
years now since we talked more than 10 minutes, strangely marriage change girls
drastically, I wish just a girl in her would have changed and not my
sister.
There were other nights when because of rain we would quickly come back from
terrace downstairs to complete the sleep during midnight, it was so irritating
because it would interrupt our sleep but so pleasing because of the possibility
of sleeping for hours more before it was morning.
There were other nights when I didn't sleep, kept thinking about common things.
There were other nights when I studied from the notes given by my tuition
teacher for my exams, sitting in a balcony.
There were other nights when I worried extremely about my homework given by my
class teacher which I hadn't done.
There were other nights when world was just what we
could see that time with our own eyes.
The other nights when I enjoyed with gas
balloons for hours.
The other nights when I wondered
endlessly seeing the moonlight.
The other nights when I would enjoy
sounds of thunderstorms of rain, secretly wishing for school closure the next
morning.
So these are the nights that I still
enjoy in my thinking, in my little heart. It is so easy to travel back to these
times and places in your head, but so impossible in reality.
I enjoyed writing
this. It brought flood of memories back altogether.
Thanks for reading!!
Love
Jay...
