Tuesday, February 16, 2010

ananya aj's blog

On that sunny day, sun was high spitting out the fire and my scooty has its time to
get punctured and what not I had lost my money. horrible!! Definitely not my day.
All I did was parked the vehicle ,With the little money left in my pouch i managed to take a bus and headed home!
My dad keeps warning not to drive harsh and I still keep doing it though.
I had to inform him about this and I made a call to him. He, as usual comforted me that he will manage. It was evening and I was waiting for his return. i was going mad because he usually does unpredictable things like dragging the vehicle all over till home. At last I could see him at the gate and rushed out to ask if he had done such a crazy thing again and to my dismay he hadn’t. He turned to me, I’ve no more strength to do it. Things have changed and I’m getting old!! it seemed easy for him to say this but I was shattered. he’s my superhero and those words just didn’t make him. the standard exclamation at anything preposterous would always be “billions of blue blistering barnacles in a thundering bloody typhoon”. When I learnt how to ride a bicycle, he would be running by my side, guarding my fall and constantly telling me to look straight and to paddle hard. Being particular that I develop a reading habit an ear for music, he would carefully choose the ‘must reads’. He got into my age all these 20 years from sitting beside me in a kindergarten to hilarious parodies that we made out of serious things and coded messages that we exchanged in fluent spoonerism. Now its my time to try getting into his shoes and be wit him in his age. I m giving it a try perhaps I know I can never do the things he did to me
As life moves on its unpredictable path, there remains a feeling of someone always being there and he’s my dad for me!!

ANANYA AJ

6 comments:

  1. best ever blog................!
    awesome.......................!

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  2. hey that is really touching.....
    i see u as a great upcoming writer...

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  3. Amazing writeup
    The moment I read this, the truth just happened to spill out. This could only be an original experience.
    Coming to the story, I personally find yu lucky coz your old man has been there for you all the way. many dont have the good fortune of having their parents so well - entwined in their lives.

    Look at me, for instance.
    Dad stays in Bangalore, me over here, 350 miles away. . . . its been like this since for ever. . . . always getting posted in strange places, away from family, and finding little time for that important family bonding. . . .

    nonetheless, he's been there for me, always, and that matters the most to me. . . .
    those are the aspects u must concentrate upon too. . .
    Dont yu think?

    Well written, Anya.

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