Plucking Jasmine buds

My early memories of my existence are very vague, I must have been 4-5 years old and it is a happy moment. I can still see myself enjoying plucking the jasmines from the trailer. To reach there we had to go to the terrace landing from where we can go either straight to the terrace or take right turn there was an opening from where one has to carefully step down the slope of the roof of the corridor connecting the kitchen, store room, puja room and a big dining hall then the washroom area and the bathroom and the rest of the backyard. once we slided down the slope we could walk up to the jasmine trailer and pluck the half opened buds. This daily ritual I enjoyed very much, this I could do when we visited our grandparents in the big city and that was usually during the summer vacations or some weddings. We, the childern, were forbidden to enter grandpas office room (he was an advocate as well as a member or parliament), his bedroom and the living room which was a big hall with the antique teak furnitures and huge wall paintings. I still remember we used to sneak in to the living room once grandpa left for court or Gandhi Bhavan- the regional congress office. We were sure that he wont be coming till evening. Our grandma was a sick soul I dont remember she ever hugged or appreciated or she ever displayed her affection towards me now I know that she loved my elder sister and she used to give her gold jewery to wear for some special occasions like even visitng the temple. I remeber she used to plait her hair and put golden flower in the center and admire her. I think the first seeds of discard were sown by my grandmother nurtured by mother as well as my father. Now everything is crystal clear to me. If you are not good looking and dark even the parents discriminate. Now I am getting all heated and razed up I think I will stop here otherwise I will use abusive language.

Hello World

Hey everyone out there! how are you all doing? I know everyone of you is lovelorn and attention seeker. You!! and You out there are not content with your circle of friends in the neighborhood You want to reach out to the whole wide world that is why you are here. Today I have hijacked you on the highway and jumped into your bandwagon and together we will have bumpy ride in the blog world! Let us get down to the Nitty-gritty of things right.......... Ar.. arrrre I just feel like shouting hurray, and want to jump down from the wagon and run on the highway I don't know why but feeling elated and happy. See ya later