As i told you in my earlier blog that we got shifted to bhopal and started a new chapter in my life.But within few days we started making new friends in our neighbourhood.And within months there were lots of friends and i remember some of them till date such as two brothers Tom & Tunnu,Four brothers with unique names like Goodluck,Welcome,Bubble and Lucky.Then we had a freinds called Bhayyu and he had a Table Tennis
table installed in his house,another friend were maheshwari ,kartik,Dabboo.And those were the days when there was no T.V,Mobile or internet.So after coming to school and having our lunch we used to spend most of our times in playing in the outdoors till 8 pm and on day of holidays we used to spend most of our days playing some sports or another.In bhopal we found people were very friendly in nature and it was like living in a village where each house is like yours and everybody was involved in each other lives.To give you an example there was a lady whom we used to call Gaur Aunty who used to live opposite our house and she was very educated herself and used to come on radio programs and she had one daughter and one son both were studying medicine and both later became doctors.So gaur aunty used to come to our house whenever she was free and became very close friend of my mother and used to help her in kitchen or cleaning the house with broom or taking out small stones and particles out from the rice.Not only that when myself and my younger brother used to go out to play and if she would see us that we have not put oil in our hairs she used to catch hold of us and then used to put oil in our hairs and comb it too.Some times when my mother used to be unwell or she used to go somewhere with my father so aunty used to prepare food for us and it is without being asked by mother.So it was like living in a big family where there was no restriction on going to any house.
table installed in his house,another friend were maheshwari ,kartik,Dabboo.And those were the days when there was no T.V,Mobile or internet.So after coming to school and having our lunch we used to spend most of our times in playing in the outdoors till 8 pm and on day of holidays we used to spend most of our days playing some sports or another.In bhopal we found people were very friendly in nature and it was like living in a village where each house is like yours and everybody was involved in each other lives.To give you an example there was a lady whom we used to call Gaur Aunty who used to live opposite our house and she was very educated herself and used to come on radio programs and she had one daughter and one son both were studying medicine and both later became doctors.So gaur aunty used to come to our house whenever she was free and became very close friend of my mother and used to help her in kitchen or cleaning the house with broom or taking out small stones and particles out from the rice.Not only that when myself and my younger brother used to go out to play and if she would see us that we have not put oil in our hairs she used to catch hold of us and then used to put oil in our hairs and comb it too.Some times when my mother used to be unwell or she used to go somewhere with my father so aunty used to prepare food for us and it is without being asked by mother.So it was like living in a big family where there was no restriction on going to any house.
By virtue of your blog posts, I can sense how special and precious your childhood memories are to you. Along all these years, you still remember even the tiniest of the details which is impeccable.
ReplyDeleteFor me as a reader, it's the simplicity of your stories which catches my attention through the paragraphs. It's simplicity personified par excellence, which makes the stories even more relishing.
From Kolkata to Bhopal, the stories rely on the simple phenomena of 'big and happy joint family' and this is a rarity in today's world, hence what makes me even more inclined to know what happens next in the stories.
I'm sure other readers would just like me enjoy these fascinating and innocent tails of 'childhood'.