Feeling nostalgic...

I still remember, it was raining when I left home for the first time for my studies to NTTF... I don’t know why I feel so nostalgic whenever it rains.. Here sitting in the office on a boring Sunday evening with a cup of Nescafe black coffee in my hand, my mind slipped into the past… The time which I could never get back in my lifetime again… When I think about that reality, I feel very sad… In fact it tells me… I am getting old… Yea.. I am no more a kid… It makes me really sad because I love to keep a naughty kid inside me all the time... But at times when I behave like a child, people used to ask me – “Have you gone nuts?” But it doesn’t affect me at all… I love to act like a kid at times – at least to my parents... to my sister… while playing with her kid, in fact any kids… while being in the midst of my dear friends… Some people do understand me; but some might think that I am not matured… But no one knows that it’s a matured guy trying to go back to his younger days… trying to do what he enjoys doing… And I must tell that I will do the same no matter what others say… I enjoy being a kid until unless it’s not required to be so…

Now I am in a perfect mood to get into a nostalgic mood... Slow melodies in the background… nobody nearby me in the office on a Sunday eve…Hot Nescafe … kind of cloudy climate… perfect... Last time when I had gone to my hometown, It was raining when I landed from the bus… after getting down out of the bus, I caught an auto and while going I saw my schools (LP, UP and the High school), the school ground… they all were telling me stories… I reached my home sweet home… As usual my Mom was waiting for me at the door step after preparing my favorite idly and Onion Chatney… She looks tired, but never expresses it when I am around – something only a mother could do… My 7 years old cat is still there with her 7-8 kittens of different ages… are they also telling me some stories?

I sleep in my parents’ room whenever I go home… I went to my room upstairs… nobody uses it now… but all the memories are still living in there… My old cricket kit… My posters… ohh… I felt sad when I felt that I would never be going to my college with my kit again… I could have sold it off… But I did not… I had a dream of my son learning cricket basics with those…I know it won’t last that long… but still no need to pay for hoping so :)… I walk around my house in my every visit… every room.. Every corner… all those tell me different stories… just a quick revision of the past, like reading main points before the exam bell…

There my old friends were waiting for me… 2-3 of them had come from abroad for a short vacation and will be going back in a week’s time… So wanted to spend some good time with them… We all had real fun.. We played a cricket match while it was raining cats and dogs. It’s not the match we were crazy about, but the time we get to have together with all the old memories… we were really like young kids playing cricket in that rain… Those who were traveling in the buses and other vehicles were looking at us like anything but who cares? (:-P) We were not done yet… Soon after finishing the match… we went to the paddy field at around 4.30PM… climate is the same… only difference if it was cricket in the afternoon, now it’s the time for playing football!! (:D)Heavy rain…

Huge Paddy field with water level of around 1-2 feet from the ground by the railway track on the backside…Yummy, what a scene…. We had real fun for another 2-3 hours… only sad part was we forgot take the camera to capture these wonderful moments… But no problem, these memories imprinted in each one’s mind for ever… Once we finished playing football, we were like pigs in the mud… Mud all over the body… And guess we were not yet done! We directly went to the temple pond and jumped into that and took a bath… When I reached home, I was like a wet golden retriever! I stood outside the house… my dad got me a bucket and a towel… I dropped my dresses in that bucket went straight to the bathroom… took a proper bath and came out… Though my whole body was paining so much, I did enjoy the pain (there are very rare moments in life where we enjoy the pains…)

The other day I spent completely sitting inside my house and shopping with my dad and mom… It was so cloudy that at 1PM it looked like its 7PM in the night! This time, I really enjoyed the beauty of Kerala… The pleasure of friendship… the comfort of family… A totally enjoyed trip I must say… And while coming back to Bangalore with a pack of my mom-made sweet ADA for my friends in Bangalore, it was still drizzling… It has come not just to send me off with a heart full of memories but tempting me to make another trip to my home sweet home….