Back in the good old days

Ganga tagged me to do this, and as promised and with my enthusiasm to do the tags here I am. This one is about those childhood memories of the times gone by (long ago for some I must say). Memories those are both sad and happy. So I will go with the sad ones first...have to get the bad taste out quickly.

Sad memories were...
1. Missing out at my grandparents’ funeral (Just managed to be there for one out of four)
2. Getting lost when I was three and watching my parents all worried and in tears
3. Watching a toy seller being beaten up for no fault of his and his wares destroyed
4. 1984 riots
5. Watching Amitabh Bachchan die in Sholay and Deewar – I cried in both movies
6. My first red mark on my report card
7. Missing an Xmas party because of a burn injury

Happy memories were...
1. An exotic meat feast mom prepared after my bout with chicken pox...I can still slurp to the memory of it, imagine what it was to eat it
2. Being complimented by the Class teacher in Standard 4th for impressing the School Inspector and making her proud. (Oh btw she was my school boy crush)
3. My Dad’s daily stories (He would tell me a new one everyday)
4. The two times that I came first in Class and every time I got a rank that was in the top 3, other students used to clap for them
5. Winning the Class Monitor elections in Std 3, my first time as class monitor
6. When my sister was born, at last I was not alone and of course my prayers were heard
7. Visiting Mangalore in my vacations and meeting my extended family

I'm not really tagging anyone on this...feel free to try it...huge memory refresher I promise.

Celebration?

Is there a reason to celebrate? Another year has gone by and in routine fashion we have welcomed another new year. I have both knowingly and unknowingly welcomed 32 years already. Maybe many more to come, but i fail to see purpose. Do I welcome every new day or every new week or new month with the same enthusiasm...I do not. Maybe there is no great hype abt it, nothing to celebrate.

Most of us were lucky enough to see the turn of a century and also the coming of a new millenium. But did it make a diffence. I for one remember that day alone stranded between two sets of friends I got separated from in the sea of people on the sands of Goa. So many people wishing each other, and being all alone in that multitude of people is something to be experienced at your own risk.

That not really being the point, I felt the same on 31st or on 1st, maybe more inebriate, coz i'm 'celebrating' something that I can't feel. It's just a habit now, I'll do the same this new years eve as well. Nothing has changed, nothing will as another year will pass by and I'll be back celebrating.

Probably celebrating each day will help...maybe every minute every second. Tough task eh!