11th May 2016, it was time for us to check out, after we attended a friend’s wedding. I was in the elevator looking around the view through the transparent glass. I saw him sitting outside the hotel, he too was ready to leave for his home. My friend Tarun, I didn’t knew that it would be the last time, I might be seeing you. I still can’t believe in the news I got to hear today that you are no more. Like always, I thought you are playing with us again with some stupid prank of yours. I was telling my husband ( Tarun was one of his best friends) to relax as the news might be fake and Tarun might be playing with us. But, no, this time he wasn’t playing with us. I was shocked and shaken completely when the news of his death was confirmed.
Whenever we have been to Chennai, he would have everything planned for us. He always kept my comfort in his mind as most of the times, I was the only girl in the group of boys. He always told me one thing, my husband is lucky to have me and I am one of those girls, he has never felt bored with. Today, I am waiting here for my flight to catch a last glimpse of you. Tarun, wherever you are, may your soul rest in peace. We love you and will badly miss you.
Today again comes the special day for every Indian. Sixty eight years back, we were liberated from the rule of Britishers. Our freedom fighters sacrificed their lives for us and even today our Indian soldiers protect us from all the external threats. It’s because of them, we are able to enjoy our life and sleep peacefully. But, still today, one question resonates in my mind, has our country really got freedom? Still, we are facing so many issues within our country that has no end.
I do feel proud to be an Indian. But, do you think, are we doing justice to the sacrifice made by our great freedom fighters who kept our country ahead of their precious lives? Our we truly free today?
Live and Let Live..
On the other hand, I got an opportunity to do something good on this important day. There was a blood donation camp held by Tata Memorial Hospital for their cancer patients. By donating my blood and being a part of such a good cause made me proud of myself.
Happy Independence Day To all.
I am busy socializing these days that I rarely find time to write and even read novels or blog posts of my fellow bloggers. Finally, today I took some time out and thought of applying Mehendi on my hand😊. I have learnt a basic Mehendi course, when I was in school. It’s been more than ten years now that I have designed a Mehendi on my hand. Though it took me almost two hours to apply, but I was happy and satisfied when I saw my effort as I drew the last line of the design on my hand.
Below is the Mehendi design made my me on my hand.
( PS: I have penned this post with one hand as my other hand is busy 😋. Yet some time left to remove the Mehendi )