MANASA and ME....

......20th August 2009....the day on which i and Manasa started our journey of togetherness...being bound in wedlock....9 years and still going....
Married life is a mixture of emotions- feelings, love, care, affection, trust, understanding and misunderstandings,possessiveness, togetherness, outrages, patch ups...and much more. The combinations look improper at times...in the cocktail of life...but its always pleasure to taste it. Strange thing is that we can expect all from one...and be sure of getting it...at one time or the other...but the suspence is which emotion comes when...and how? We never know whether the thing we like the most is likable to the other person in our life or not...and we dont even know what will be the responses and reactions to it! But we still like to love the one we hate at times...applause the same person whom we criticise at times...Hug the same person whom we avoid at times...Live with the person whom we never knew...and know the person whom we dont want to at times...We learn so many things and take so much of time to realise that the other person matters in life and the life is incomplete without him or her.
But the institution of marriage and the concept of family is the greatest one basing the culture and tradition of our country...Come what may...at the end of the day...Husband gaurds the wife and wife supports her husband...not unwillingly...but unknowingly...many times. But how wonderful would be our lives if we do things for our partner knowingly and they reciprocate knowingly too. We spend our whole life time admiring the qualities of our partner inwards and denying it outwards, Wanting to express our love inwards and controlling it outwards. At last we end our lives thinking that we are each others necissities...and would never have felt that we are each others responsibilities and a reason to live. Before we realise the crux of the story it would have been too late.
Should we realise the importance of the other in the absence of the other and not until then?
Should we be so egoistic to take chances to express our love and care waiting for 'who first'.....?
Never....Life is not about competition...its about compromises, its not about our success...its the feeling of happiness in others success, Life is all about complementing each other...not creating complications to each other, Life is not conquering...its about giving and sacrificing, Life is not hatred...its extreme love.
As all husbands and wives... i and my wife Manasa too lived and are living in cocktail of emotions. We learnt and shared many things between us...and we have to learn many things from each other...for the rest of our lives. For me she is the best friend philosopheer and guide apart from being a wife. On the eve of our wedding anniversary i would proclaim my selfless love to her...which many times she would have loved to hear...and missed it from me...and i would have liked to tell and tried to tell and might have lost her notice. I respect her as much as i have loved her. The love, care, affection, support....and everything she has given me....only she could have given. She has at many times compromised for me, accepted some of my mistakes and corrected many...and has sacrificed somethings for me which i would not disclose. She accepted many of my relations and understood what i need...she probably learnt that i am a person who likes to expand the empire of relations...and i am happy...and will be happy if she is with me...always and she will...because she knows me by heart...and that i consider any new person coming into our web of relations as ours and not mine...
I would certainly not thank her for being there in my life as it would be an insult to her...
If you can reach the infinity point of love dear...i will be waiting for you...
With Love.... Raghu
Happy Wedding Day............

My Parents "Wedding Day"

It was the day my parents got together to become husband and wife...on 18th of august 1972. Even after 37 long years of a loving voyage of togetherness they look like worlds best couple...Made for each other.
For me their wedding day is a sweet memory which comes every year. Though we as a family were not physically together to celebrate their special day...many times...we missed them a lot and had a small celebration in our hearts every time...this time too.
I learnt many things from their everlasting and ever loving combination. Though they never trained or thought me about the marital relation...i learnt it from observance...all through my life. This helped me to better my marital relations everytime. The utmost love, care, affection, sharing things between them, taking decissions after discussing with each other, fulfilling the responsibilities towards children even in the toughest of times and worst of conditions...no matter what and how much they sacrifice, voluntering help to anybody when needed...are a few of many rich qualities which i tried to learn and adapt in my life from my parents.
I thank them from heart for getting right basics, discipline and culture into our lives...for giving the best for us...and for making us live as better individuals today.
Love you Appa and Amma....God bless your relationship...and keep you both happy for ever...and for ever.....
Happy Married Life........

Sending Archu....

Its a part of our Indian culture...but its never easy to say bye to your daughter. Tuesday the 11th of august 2009...it was a dream come true scenario for my brother-in-law Giri and his family...as they were flying to USA for an year. Sending them off was difficult but we have to live in reality. We all went to international airport - Bengaluru...to see them off for the 8:30 pm flight. Giri's daughter and my little darling baby...Archu...came to the partition separating us once they checked in...put her tiny hands on the glass divider and smiled at us...not knowing that she would fly far from us for a year or more. Her face indicated the unexplainable feeling that she is going to miss us as we do. As they took the boarding pass and slowly vanished from our vision...we kept looking them until we had a last glimpse...a feeling in each of our hearts which we were not ready to show or share with each other. Seeing tears roll from the eyes of my parents in law...i realised that the toughest thing in the life is to send a daughter far away...but i too had sent 2 of my daughters...Madhurya-my sis in law...who is nothing less than a daughter to me and her daughter...Archu who is a darling of my heart.
To make things heavier...not 2 but 3 daughters i had sent off...2 actively as i mentioned above and the other in my absence...another Archu...my student and daughter...Archana Kashyap. She too was going home at Korba...Chattisghar...and would take more time than Giri and family to reach the destination. She had a night train from city station. I fed Archu with my own hands on the afternoon of the day on which they left for USA. But i couldnt do it with the elder one...but i felt i was even feeding her. I went to airport with my archu darling...but i felt i was with my angel at the railway station too...at the same time. When i saw archu smiling at me...i saw the elder archu too in her eyes. One Archu went out of country and one out of state. But both of them rule my heart.....
It feels hard when your daughter is away...but you feel happy when she is away and happy...because even your happiness is in hers....
Miss you and love you a lot Archu....& Archu....you too....

She called me dad.......

Today is a happy day for me...because it is my daughters birthday...Her name is Bindhya...With love i call her Magu...Her loving name is Bindu...as her friends call her. Actually she is not my daughter by relation...she is my destined daughter...a gift by God to fulfill the slot & place of a daughter in my life.
She was my student in Koppa...Chickmagalur dist. I know her since she was in 2nd profesional B.A.M.S...and much more since i accompanied her class to the south Indian educational 10 day tour in 2006. I was not familiar with names of many and especially the cool and girls like Bindhiya. The tour days gave me to know them closely...their names and many things about these kids. One special kid was Bindhiya. It was in the mid way of our tour schedule...18th february...in Kodaikkanal...she told me something which touched my heart...She told me that whenever she sees me she feels like seeing her father...and she would not miss him when i am around. She was the first girl to give me a status of father and made me proud aswell. From that day our relationship developed strongly as a dad-daughter combination. I never feel that she is my student...infact my heart has accepted her as my own daughter that i at times become too possessive about her...as though i am her own dad. She too shares every happiness and bad moments with me so innocently like a child. I always feel that she is another face of my son Abhi.
I pray that God give her all the happiness...more than what she deserves...and keep her smile intact for ever. May every birthday of hers fortify the happy moments in her life.
Happy Birthday Magu....Love you so much....