Okay so, I was born in 1988, in an Indian hospital at Varanasi on the 10th of November. For some weird reason I take this number 10 to be my lucky number. I really have no explanation as to why it is my lucky number but I just like relating myself to it. Anyway, so unlike many other Indian kids I was born quite fair and had a really cute face, eyes and all of that. Not to mention the fact that my grand mom mistook me for a chic that very instant and since I was a new born I wasn't entitled to hold grudges or be embarrassed or maybe tell her that please think before you speak. Being the younger one I have had quite a pampered childhood which I don't seem to understand the logic of. I mean just because I was born after another kid in my family from the same person I get to be pampered more than that person who was born before. In a way you are discriminating you know and trying to tell my elder brother that he was born after you so things will be different for him, its your choice dude take it or leave it. This is just categorizing on one level and its not really fair for the other child. Is there any kind of rule that says the youngest kid in a family gets to be pampered more than the elder or eldest kid. If there is its a bloody silly rule you know.
Coming back to me, my childhood was quite wonderful in a lot of ways, my mother's cooking, the awesome food she always has cooked for me as well as for my elder brother. Point to be noted here that mom's cooking is the fucking best cooking in the whole wide world and there is absolutely nothing, nothing that compares to that kind of cooking. Trust me, I have had the opportunity to have meals at some of the best places in this country at least and I can very very confidently say this. Also, if anyone reading this wishes to taste my mom's cooking your welcome to do so. Get in touch with me and I shall make you have food like you have never tasted before ever in your life.
Then, there was our entire family, dad's side and mom's side. Wonderful people although, there are some disturbing elements as well but then again nobody is perfect you know. During my childhood days I stayed at a place called E-Hill in Khamariah because my dad is in the carpet business and he worked for this company E-Hill at that time so, they had an entire residential compound accompanied with a commercial and factory place for the employees. The house we stayed in was really big and amazing. I made so many friends out there, went to a school in the city which was a little far from there called Mount Carmel School. A lot of the other kids in E-Hill went there so it was great fun. Me and my brother used to go in this car filled with the other kids and then that car would take us back home once school was over. An amazing friend I made there was this kid called Rahul, during my stay over there we became very close friends, as a matter of fact for me he was my best friend at that time. We were in the same class at Mount Carmel and used to roam around the entire compound playing Cricket and all kinds of sports and I use to often go to his house and spend time with him and he used to do the same, it was great fun for me and then on birthdays we used to have an amazing time whether it was his birthday or mine or some other kid in the compound, we always were invited and went together and played birthday games and won prizes and what not. Even his family people and my folks were very good friends. His mother Neelima aunty and his father Ashok uncle were really nice people. He had two sisters also, Richha and Namrita. He was the youngest followed by Richha and then Namrita. Unfortunately, after quite some time his father passed away because he developed brain tumor as I correctly recall, it was really very hard on him and his entire family. I can't even imagine what he must have gone through all those years without a father. Gosh! its horrible to be in such a situation and that too at such a tender age. Later he moved out from there and went else where and we lost touch after that.
I do have some really good and bad memories spending my childhood over there. The good I have already written about, the bad ones weren't exactly horrible or something but yes at that time they seemed quite bad. There was this incident where I got hit with a cricket bat on my forehead on the side by none other than, my elder brother Mr. Rohit Das who despite warning me so many times to stand a little far back ended up hitting the bat right on my forehead. To be very honest it was my fault since I didn't see that coming but, it was a horrible sight after that, I bled like insane, my mom got so worried and yelled at Rohit so much and the compound doctor was called, he had to give me injections and put stitches on my forehead and it was really frightening since it was so close to my eyes. Till date I have a mark right next to my left eye of the stitches that were put, not to forget that I cried and cried and cried my heart out seeing myself in that state.
Life over there was quite fun and memorable too. I wish I could go back in time and be there and have those friends all over again. I would love to stay at that house and play with all my friends and have loads and loads of fun.
So, this was a small chapter of what is to come from my 22 year long life. I know it maybe boring and shit but, to me it was amazing and unforgettable.
More from me on Khamariah and about my mom and dad and my elder brother Rohit.
For now adios!!
Cheers and take care... and stay strong everyone!!
Anuj Das.
Coming back to me, my childhood was quite wonderful in a lot of ways, my mother's cooking, the awesome food she always has cooked for me as well as for my elder brother. Point to be noted here that mom's cooking is the fucking best cooking in the whole wide world and there is absolutely nothing, nothing that compares to that kind of cooking. Trust me, I have had the opportunity to have meals at some of the best places in this country at least and I can very very confidently say this. Also, if anyone reading this wishes to taste my mom's cooking your welcome to do so. Get in touch with me and I shall make you have food like you have never tasted before ever in your life.
Then, there was our entire family, dad's side and mom's side. Wonderful people although, there are some disturbing elements as well but then again nobody is perfect you know. During my childhood days I stayed at a place called E-Hill in Khamariah because my dad is in the carpet business and he worked for this company E-Hill at that time so, they had an entire residential compound accompanied with a commercial and factory place for the employees. The house we stayed in was really big and amazing. I made so many friends out there, went to a school in the city which was a little far from there called Mount Carmel School. A lot of the other kids in E-Hill went there so it was great fun. Me and my brother used to go in this car filled with the other kids and then that car would take us back home once school was over. An amazing friend I made there was this kid called Rahul, during my stay over there we became very close friends, as a matter of fact for me he was my best friend at that time. We were in the same class at Mount Carmel and used to roam around the entire compound playing Cricket and all kinds of sports and I use to often go to his house and spend time with him and he used to do the same, it was great fun for me and then on birthdays we used to have an amazing time whether it was his birthday or mine or some other kid in the compound, we always were invited and went together and played birthday games and won prizes and what not. Even his family people and my folks were very good friends. His mother Neelima aunty and his father Ashok uncle were really nice people. He had two sisters also, Richha and Namrita. He was the youngest followed by Richha and then Namrita. Unfortunately, after quite some time his father passed away because he developed brain tumor as I correctly recall, it was really very hard on him and his entire family. I can't even imagine what he must have gone through all those years without a father. Gosh! its horrible to be in such a situation and that too at such a tender age. Later he moved out from there and went else where and we lost touch after that.
I do have some really good and bad memories spending my childhood over there. The good I have already written about, the bad ones weren't exactly horrible or something but yes at that time they seemed quite bad. There was this incident where I got hit with a cricket bat on my forehead on the side by none other than, my elder brother Mr. Rohit Das who despite warning me so many times to stand a little far back ended up hitting the bat right on my forehead. To be very honest it was my fault since I didn't see that coming but, it was a horrible sight after that, I bled like insane, my mom got so worried and yelled at Rohit so much and the compound doctor was called, he had to give me injections and put stitches on my forehead and it was really frightening since it was so close to my eyes. Till date I have a mark right next to my left eye of the stitches that were put, not to forget that I cried and cried and cried my heart out seeing myself in that state.
Life over there was quite fun and memorable too. I wish I could go back in time and be there and have those friends all over again. I would love to stay at that house and play with all my friends and have loads and loads of fun.
So, this was a small chapter of what is to come from my 22 year long life. I know it maybe boring and shit but, to me it was amazing and unforgettable.
More from me on Khamariah and about my mom and dad and my elder brother Rohit.
For now adios!!
Cheers and take care... and stay strong everyone!!
Anuj Das.
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