Friday, December 19, 2008

Around the time I began...

What is the first thing of your existence that you remember??? Has this question occurred to you? I have no qualms in boasting the philosophical breakthrough myself but I know there are many cynics in the world.

It was one of those dreaded 'free' weekends when I was made to remember a few incidents of my distant and muddled past. I recalled going to my first school and being excited about it. I can’t help but marvel at the excitement pas raison. I was hardly a soul with 'senses'. Guess that does explain the excitement.

I remember to have participated in a race in my school which my mum now claims never happened. Was I schizophrenic?

I remember Ma leaving me in a photo shop after having a photo done with me. It sounds dramatic, but Ma was in the next shop buying grocery then.

In my next school, the only day I recall is a day when I went to school with no books and just a pencil box because someone told me there was an exam on that day. It would have been my first exam. However, it was not to be. I also remember falling on the school ground while playing … I guess…"running running". I remember Dad picking me once and taking me to didi's dance classes to pick her up.

Probably that was the first time I understood the word 'dance'. Probably it was didi’s last attempt to dance.

I remember we had two cars and I remember going somewhere in one car and the other car following us. I thought my Dad was one of those men who come in the News and talk about stuff beyond comprehension. When I found out he was not, I was relieved.

Later Ma told me that half the things I tell her which I ‘still’ remember could not have occurred. Dad retired during my birth year and gave up the office car.

May be picchhla janam……..

3 comments:

  1. ..keep posting...don't let the habit get rusted...dur se main padh raha uhn..achha lagta hai... :) "May be picchhla janam…….. " hata bhi sakte ho na??

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  2. :) Ha ha ha. Ma is right. You actually saw only one car. I guess you visualize the stories you hear and make them almost real, a part of life itself. In fact, I remember I lied about something once to a friend and visualized to an extent that it was etched on to my memory and I started believing it; I realized the truth only when I read an old diary entry.

    And yes, I do remember you participating in a race in your first school and I think you won too. (The latter part could just be my imagination!)

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  3. Yeah...I had thot of removing "May be Picchla janam" coz I felt it did not go with the mood of the piece, but I let it be as that is what came into my mind while writing...I did wonder as to how did these thoughts even come into my mind...
    Thanks for the feeback :)

    And didz... Thanks for boosting my morale about the race thing... I really don't remember whether I won or not. But I also remembered a lot of things that certainly could not have happened... Specially the one that annoys you the most that I always knew how to drive and a car even fly a plane ;)

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