At times an illustration brings back unforgettable childhood memories. Few days back posting of a half pedal cycling photo by one of my friend in face book took me back of my experience of learning cycle. After my 5th standard scholarship exam, I was fascinated to learn cycle by seeing some guys in our colony learning the same. I thought of learning cycle without telling my MOM and Bapa (father) with an anticipation of disapproval. My mom was busy with her research work and almost every day out for more than 10 hours to pursue her PhD. There was a strict instruction for me not to go out and sleep in the afternoon as I used to be alone at home. Me consistently not following her instruction on the boring afternoon siesta. We had a “Ralley cycle”, at home and the broad open ground near our VSS Nagar GL house at Bhubaneswar tempted me at all time to go out for learning cycle. I learnt it by my own as usual most of us learn by “half pedal”. I used to be at home clean, fresh, sparkling and contended before my Mom’s usual time to reach home for refreshment. One day I was caught by my Mom while riding the cycle as that day she came back quite early. I was horrified of my guilt of disobeying but got a reverse response from Mom quite unanticipated. Next study session I got a BSA SLR cycle as a gift. That might be the Best Gift for me - a girl who always wanted to fly than ride J Love if Swayam (my son) gives me identical surprises when he grows up. I will follow the same legacy of gifting for not obeying me for a good cause. Trust God will take care of him.
Saturday 22 August 2015
Gift for not obeying
At times an illustration brings back unforgettable childhood memories. Few days back posting of a half pedal cycling photo by one of my friend in face book took me back of my experience of learning cycle. After my 5th standard scholarship exam, I was fascinated to learn cycle by seeing some guys in our colony learning the same. I thought of learning cycle without telling my MOM and Bapa (father) with an anticipation of disapproval. My mom was busy with her research work and almost every day out for more than 10 hours to pursue her PhD. There was a strict instruction for me not to go out and sleep in the afternoon as I used to be alone at home. Me consistently not following her instruction on the boring afternoon siesta. We had a “Ralley cycle”, at home and the broad open ground near our VSS Nagar GL house at Bhubaneswar tempted me at all time to go out for learning cycle. I learnt it by my own as usual most of us learn by “half pedal”. I used to be at home clean, fresh, sparkling and contended before my Mom’s usual time to reach home for refreshment. One day I was caught by my Mom while riding the cycle as that day she came back quite early. I was horrified of my guilt of disobeying but got a reverse response from Mom quite unanticipated. Next study session I got a BSA SLR cycle as a gift. That might be the Best Gift for me - a girl who always wanted to fly than ride J Love if Swayam (my son) gives me identical surprises when he grows up. I will follow the same legacy of gifting for not obeying me for a good cause. Trust God will take care of him.
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