Count...........

It’s amazing that we can’t count what really counts in our life. Have you ever wondered what that actually counts in life?  Is it winning the race or what you do with the status of being a winner after the race? It’s not what you achieved but how you attained that or how you reached that ultimate point. It’s not about which house did you buy, it’s about whom did you buy it for. Do we ever reach a point of complete happiness with everything in your life, is that what really counts? It’s the fact that we are working towards that point. Value the people who you know are at your side, not by spending everyday with them but by remembering them somehow in your busy schedule. We all make mistakes in life; it’s what we do after those mistakes that count. We all have a starting point and an end point. What counts is how we filled the blanks in the middle. We come across a lot of things in our life, witnessing more than we expect. What counts is which aspect of all those views we focused on. People around you are the greatest reflection of you. It’s not important who can you count on, what makes you a better person is how many of your friends can count on YOU.

Earliest Memories

Father: Whose son are you ? me: Yours papa. Every-time I answer this question he would have eyes full of pride and a deep sense of satisfaction. Every time he wants to convince me for something he would ask this and I will fall for it.

Smell of the first rain used to be mesmerizing, rain falling on the tin shade of garage used to be the best music. The two wheeler my father used to drive with all five of us on it was the best sight from my early memories. My wait for 4:00PM to go out and play with all my best friends in the colony was the best thing you get after a long wait. 

Wrestling with my sister for no apparent reason. splashing water all over the living hall and skiing all along as if we are on snow.  Having sleepless nights after listening scary stories about the huge tree on the street. Breaks were only included as part of breakfast, lunch breaks.....

They say, every kid wants to grow up and when they grow-up they want their childhood back. I never wanted to grow-up. The awesome memories from my childhood is what keeps me going till date.