I loved train rides as a child. The views, the open skies, the wind in my hair and the differences in terrain, people, customs, dialects and food would amaze me. To an eight year old, who's world was confined to roughly a ten square kilometre area in the city, train rides were portals to another world.
At nights i would sit up near the window and observe the black night and it's inhabitants.Electric wires running parallel to our train would run a marathon with us, going up and down, forming a crest at a transformer or a pole, and then descending into a gentle trough, then up again.... You could see blackened silhouettes of trees, poles and buildings passing by and the train lights reflecting on the ground whooshing past us. The moon was a co-passenger, tied to one of the bogeys with a really, really long piece of thread. The only thing constant were the stars and the soothing rhythm of the train chugging on slick rails. Rattle, rattle, rattle, rattle.
These sights, repetitive they might be, were an experience for young minds who look at the world with different eyes. Adult eyes don't see such things. Adult eyes only see things as they are.
Some years later, I became an adult and in the process of gaining the knowledge and capacities of a full grown mind, I lost my imagination and I had no way of finding it, till my daughter was born.
In her vivid imagination, there's little difference between the real and the imaginary. Bananas are telephones. Her toys have lives, preferences and names just like real people because her toys are real. Her cup of milk has chocolate islands. And Humpty Dumpty is someone to be scared of.
Everyday is a new discovery along with Anika. Everyday I look at things anew. It's like I'm living my life with Anika-colored-glasses so that everything looks new, possible, sparkly and good.
On your birthday, my darling little girl, I hope and pray that you never lose this capacity to imagine and believe. That you never fall prey to the obstinacy of a limited mind. That you always look and find wonder and ceaseless possibilities in the most mundane of things.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY GIRL! ππππ€
You haven’t linked to that article in your post? π€
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My bad. Onto it now. Thanks for pointing it out π
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No mention π
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Beautifully written ππ
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Thanks a lot π π
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Its written beautifully. Very motivating. It should be read by every young girl. Great going Pradita.I appreciate your practical outlook. I am sure with such attitude more couples will be happier. Lovely write up
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Thanks a lot Arv. I don’t know if its motivating because it offers a very bleak and pessimistic outlook towards relationships, but it’s what has made my life easier. I hope it brings strength to others. Thanks for reading and commenting π
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Pradita, we often make things complicated by attaching lot of expectations and idealism. Fact is if you really love someone truly, all this doesn’t matter. I don’t think it’s a pessimistic view. It’s a specific situation which can only be countered by adjusting expectations. Else the relationship is bound to be doomed.
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Youve put it down wonderfully. Yes, that’s what I find myself doing everyday. Adjusting my expectations and in some people’s cases,abandoning it altogether. I hope you don’t have many adjustments to do in life π
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Pradita, adjustments are constant. Sometimes they become too much. We all have unique situations to grasp to. I know it’s tough for you to adjust to some situations, but once you find some hobby or passion to fall back on, it’s a respite. I hope it gets better for you Pradita.
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You’re right about the hobby part. This blog is a hobby that I cherish,as is making music and art. I cling to both to find myself again when situations claim a lot of me. Thanks for the kind words π
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There are moments where you watch something or read something that makes you tearful..this article I one of them. It’s almost everything I think and value about my own personal issues and I really connect with what you said about having to fight through such hardships by yourself and i strongly understand the importance of finding that courage to tell yourself “you can do it”. It upset me about things in your life and i comend you for being strong and brave to have gone through it all and continuing to do so.
I feel like I’ve grown up doing so much by myself that even now being surrounded by people isn’t enough as i hardly had any support and now facing an illness..because at the end of the day only you are strong enough to push yourself through things.
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Oh, thank you so much for your uplifting and heart-felt words. Believe me, as a blogger, it means a lot when people like you come and tell me that my writings have struck a chord with them. Thank you again.
I could tell from our last conversation, that you and I have many similarities. So it doesn’t surprise me when you write that you went through the same.But may I ask what illness plagues you? If you’d like to be discreet about it you could email me at praditakapahi@gmail.com. I’d love to hear from you.
Take care and thanks for commenting π
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You’re welcome. I’ve e-mailed you if you receive it soon. βΊ
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Oh… I haven’t checked my email yet. Thanks π
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I love the spirit here. Great work! π
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Thanks a lot Sweta π
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Written so meaningful !
You are doing great
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Thanks a lot π
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Please check you email π
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Abhi dekhta hu AJ kafi Dino Baad itni.sari posts pdhne ko Mili pichle 2 hours SE continue PDH RHA hu sbko π
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Koi baat nahi. Take your time π
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