I haven't been around on blogsville for a very long while. No, I wasn't put behind the bars for committing some crime or anything, I was just very (like really very) busy with my college and other related things. Hope you guys didn't miss me too much.
This is to update you people with what I'm doing. I have got admission for B.Tech Computers in NMIMS University, Mumbai. I will become an Engineer with a blink of your eye (if your blink lasts for 4 years).
Reason why I haven't been around: My college is 2 hours away from my house. By the time I reach home, I'm completely drained. Forget coming online, I don't even have the energy to keep my eyes open.
Solution to this: I am shifting to a place close to my college. Me and my brother will be living there because both of us have our business close to that area. Dad is leaving the city. So is mom, with my dad.
We will have to leave the current house. This house, where I have grown. From being a dumb 10 year old kid, to being a smart 18 year old girl-- the journey, the pangs, the raves and the rants have been witnessed by this very house. It can never be erased from my memory. Not even when I become a 90 year old woman.
Okay, all this was just scribbling about the ongoings. There has to be SOME motive in my blogpost. Here it is...
Have you ever been to a relative's house who doesn't stay in your city?
If you have, I'm sure you can relate to this.
Me and my mom had gone to Lucknow for a week after I was done with all my 12th standard exams. I have 2 relatives staying there. One belongs to my mom's side, and the other to my dad's.
We stayed with the mom's side relatives and went to visit the others on the last day of our visit.
Now mind you, this family which we visited, is a joint family. There are some 3-4 bua's, 2 dadi's, 4-5 chacha's, 4-5 chachi's and 10 cousins. All in one house. So in a way it was good that we could wrap up the visiting formality of meeting EVERYone in just one day.
While leaving, there is this tradition in my family. My mom being the bahu and me being the beti of the house, they all give us either money or some gift.
Each and every bua, chachi, dadi come and try to push a 100 rupee note into your pocket. And you say "Arey nahi, aise thodi na. Iski kya zaroorat hai.", and all that. We know that we have to do this drama for 2 minutes(each) maximum and then accept the gift, ultimately.
I thought this drama was pointless. So, I simply accepted the money at first. Whereas, my mother was busy with her drama of not willing to accept.
My mother saw that I wasn't doing it. So she comes and does it on my behalf as well.
"Arey ek ko de diya na, kaafi hai.", and slightly pushes the gift away. Whereas I sit with my hands in the position of catching a ball from the sky. I ultimately do get the gift. So, my mom uses all her energy in vain.
This entire giving-ranting-pushing-pulling-screaming-kissing-scratching-winking-smiling-taking episode goes on for 10 whole minutes. It is fun. But pointless. Seriously.
It was funny too. I mean, both the sides know that this ALWAYS happens. But STILL both of them do it with all their might.
Interesting, isn't it.
I will try to stick around now. :)
P.S. Blunt edges, I shall try to take up that tag. Thanks for tagging :)
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