I was sat sulking and had even actually cried hoarse about being stuck in this present setup (read: helplessness). It was as though the divine patting my back to stop, I had stepped out to the living room. Pulling out my office diary, I re-discovered that leaf.
The 1st one was not a leaf but was hard cash; most of which I had already taken before in advance. For many years to come thereon; I had used those only to cater to my basic needs. I have lived a very long period of time where food, shelter and clothing was only luxury.
It won’t be out of place if I say I received my 1st pay check ever today.
- As a writer
- After resurrecting myself back
- I am going to spend it on other than meeting my ends alone.
It’s one experience that would always stand out whenever I look back and think of my bigger achievements.
While at work today, Sareeta had asked me to write those checks to be given away to me and other writers. For a surprising and shocking change, her saying so only brought back a fond memory of how I had performed on School’s Annual Day function when still in Nursery. I had topped all sections and had bagged separate re- cognition for Painting/Drawing. I had performed on stage inaugurating the awards ceremony and then had run to quickly change to my school uniform to collect my Award- s. This was almost as if a mini- celebrity was living her life in her own sphere of Royalty.
Today, writing the check for self and then letting Sareeta give that away to me made me go all the way back in time to when I was 4! The transition that I am surviving now has stark resemblances with what had happened 17 years back. That’s when I was thrown out of my home! But whatever happened today; made me go back another over a decade and smile. Big! How I had felt collecting those awards after opening the function in presence of the school teachers, students and their parents; I had almost reconciled with the thought that that would only remain in my memory to be cherished forever! That nothing ever would ever come close to that thrill.
That today, I lived a day, very similar to what had happened years back and a day that remains to be the 1st endeavor ever of my achievements; makes me believe that there is more to come! I am starting all over again. Sareeta remains to be my idol for over past 2 decades. I am blessed to begin my new life the way it has already..
No wonder today I had worn a top that my mom had bought 16 years back.
Sareeta didi, I will stay indebted forever!