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Friday, June 1, 2007

My first blog....I love my country,my family and my frnds

We, the pple abroad, hear the words speaking to us from across the oceans:

A Mother

who gave sour medicine to her son, because she wanted him to recover soon, who let her son move miles apart though the thought was tearing her apart, she let him go as she wanted him to be happy and successful,who hides her agony in telling others that her son is abroad.

A Father

who understands his son’s ambitions and the limitation and frustration he has to overcome of in India, who would not let his voice reveal that says I’ll miss you son !, I love you but am unable to express the feeling.

A brother

who would miss the brotherhood, though it had often been fights and not talking terms, who can deny the fact that a brother is still a brother, a friend, Who expected you to understand him as his, and when you didn’t it upset but moving miles in distances has overlooked all minute failures.

A sister

who always felt you as her strength... thought u as the most precious gift than any other expensive thing in the whole world...

A friend

Who would jump with joy on receiving a mail, who tries to keep himself free for all the days when his friend is coming back on a holiday.

The girl you are married to

unable to understand why she is being sent to a far off land, waiting for her man to send VISA papers, bearing the nagging question of neighbours and relatives asking when are you leaving India.

The girl you got engaged to

waiting for you to come back and tie the wedding knot, a social and emotional security, who anxiously waits for his telephone calls and greeting cards to reassure her that you will be back as her man.

Whatever the roles are, it is only to say that they still love and care for us, wherever we are, they are still dear to us. they don’t know what we have to go through, they only know we have love & wishes to give for us.We might have learnt or the circumstances might have taught
handling emotions and that, time and work are more important than feelings and their expressions, but pple back in India are still the same, waiting and wishing for those who moved away from India,

INDIA - a land of love, emotion & sentiments….

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