The western sky was draped in a crimson veil. Even after a gruelling day I turned out the ragging session into a humorous one, where it seemed like we have flocked for cracking jests. My ‘not so funny’ jokes glistened their eyes and a glimpse of their state guided me to the jaunt through the lanes, of the times when I was one among them.
Like any other single child I too was brought up with the utmost care. The evening sun of June was about to get sank in the horizon foreshadowing the impending challenges that this place had in store for me.
Parents had just returned home after settling me down. Oops! only mother, busy schedule of dad did not allow him to waste his day in traveling. I too didn’t expect honestly. Mom finally said,” Take a good care of yourself, Vihana “. But I noticed mom’s eyes were full of tears and it was hard for her not to shed the drops of the mixture of sodium, potassium and lysozyme. Being too much heartless, I eschewed reciprocating. My eyes were actually too much adamant in not shedding tears. They sometimes behave like those stubborn members, who exist in every family and has enimity with the thing called logic. Fortunately, it was not a melodramatic parting. On entering my room I realised how my king sized bed was replaced by this ‘small’ bed. I was amazed at the carpenter’s skill in designing the furnitures with that pin point precision. I am sure the instructor had emphasized the word small while assigning him the task of making that bed. I felt that the people of that place seemed to have resolved to speak no other language than their native language. But I was having my share of troubles as I knew nothing of that language . The flickering night lamp gave the room a cosy lived in air. If ever in exam there would have been a question to cite an example of sarcasm, I swear this statement would suit the most. Jokes apart, I was aware that from the next day there would be none to wake me up with that perfectly flavoured tea but just that ear splitting alarm clock. Every girl there knew they would no more be able to perform their signature rain dance under the shower. They too knew that practice of their singing skills would ail to the ambience. Amidst all, I was much successful in keeping my countenance adorned with that coy smile. I was well aware that neither I was Kapil Sharma nor the model of Colgate maxfresh that my broad smile would entertain any one.
With time the scenario underwent a drastic change and at times people had to jog up our minds about our families. The hangouts with friends sometimes made me feel that we were dared to empty the clothing stores and restraunts. But our visits often succeeded in bringing that wide grin on the owner’s face. After months we realised, it was not our presence but the amount that we paid at the billing counter that made them glad. Well, honestly bonds couldn’t always compensate the stomach’s crave for good meals so yes we longed for holidays to go home. 😂 Thats how the herd of these many diverse people turned into a family.