How often do you stop and inhale the beauty of creation?
How often do you actually say a heart-felt thank you to somebody?
How often do you stop acting insane and appriciate whatyou have?
Sounds like some pep talk given by your parents.Well ask yourself this question,"What would be your answer to these simple yet pricking questions?"
Well this is my story;from potty training to solving all my teenage problems,two people have stood by me through thick and thin.They've put up with all my non-sense and somehow managed to make me see sense in this mess of what we call life.They've always laughed even though my jokes were pathetic,cried with me through all my petty worries and have faithfully taught me to walk with God on a daily basis.These two wonderful people are my grandparents!And till today I have honestly never thought of saying thank you for all that they have done for me.Well one SMS I received on a sunday evening made me realize how blessed I was to have them.
I used to be a very fussy child apart from being a very demanding one.I was mostly the kind who yelled if I didn't get something.I grew up into kid who literally hated studies and then into one very rebellious teenager.For the first ten years of my life I literally drove them crazy.I was definitely worse than some hybrid,crazy, rather insane creature that they were bound to take care of.I never appreciated them that much;infact I used to usually curse my existence along with theirs.They,however, waited patiently for me to overcome my weird childhood phases.After ten years of staying with them,my parents decided to shift to Chennai.For the first time in my life I went through a sort of deep emotional pain.It now dawned on me that I would miss them and I knew I couldn't stand that separation.But I went and after six long months this pain which was meant to fade away only deepend,eventually forcing me to come back to them.Did I learn my lesson and start appreciating them?
Well...it was emotional at first and I was on my best behaviour for about a week.But very soon everything was back to normal.I was yelling at them, back-answering,occasionally lying,coming particularly late,misinterpreting their words,the list goes on.It never occured to me that they could have been hurt,though deep down I was aware of the pain I was causing.Two years have passed so swiftly since I came back. Now looking back at the years,all I want to do is cry and beg them to forgive me.I wish I could take back all I have ever said.I wish I had at least tried to be better.I wish I could stay with them for a fresh 17 years,to restart my life all over again, but I wish for too much.
Someone once said,"We praise the dead and ignore the living!!One reverse in metality and just imagine how beautiful life would be!!!"
Well for 17 years I was one of those fools who choose not to say thank you but it's high time I choose to stop being such a fool!So this goes out to yo dada and dadi....for making my life truly joyful,for putting up with everything and painfully swallowing my violations.For closing your ears to all the insults I hurled at you and for gladly forgiving me every single time.You both shared and multiplied all my joys and divided all my sorrows.
So,I regret not saying this earlier;I would like to say one last heart felt sorry, thank you and i love you both. It took me 17 years to finally realize that you both were my heaven sent angels and I praise God for the two of you.
Don't you wait as long as I did!! Go give the one who caresand loves you all the love you can return. They're not going to be here forever.So recognize and learn to love your heaven sent angels before they disappear!!!
How often do you actually say a heart-felt thank you to somebody?
How often do you stop acting insane and appriciate whatyou have?
Sounds like some pep talk given by your parents.Well ask yourself this question,"What would be your answer to these simple yet pricking questions?"
Well this is my story;from potty training to solving all my teenage problems,two people have stood by me through thick and thin.They've put up with all my non-sense and somehow managed to make me see sense in this mess of what we call life.They've always laughed even though my jokes were pathetic,cried with me through all my petty worries and have faithfully taught me to walk with God on a daily basis.These two wonderful people are my grandparents!And till today I have honestly never thought of saying thank you for all that they have done for me.Well one SMS I received on a sunday evening made me realize how blessed I was to have them.
I used to be a very fussy child apart from being a very demanding one.I was mostly the kind who yelled if I didn't get something.I grew up into kid who literally hated studies and then into one very rebellious teenager.For the first ten years of my life I literally drove them crazy.I was definitely worse than some hybrid,crazy, rather insane creature that they were bound to take care of.I never appreciated them that much;infact I used to usually curse my existence along with theirs.They,however, waited patiently for me to overcome my weird childhood phases.After ten years of staying with them,my parents decided to shift to Chennai.For the first time in my life I went through a sort of deep emotional pain.It now dawned on me that I would miss them and I knew I couldn't stand that separation.But I went and after six long months this pain which was meant to fade away only deepend,eventually forcing me to come back to them.Did I learn my lesson and start appreciating them?
Well...it was emotional at first and I was on my best behaviour for about a week.But very soon everything was back to normal.I was yelling at them, back-answering,occasionally lying,coming particularly late,misinterpreting their words,the list goes on.It never occured to me that they could have been hurt,though deep down I was aware of the pain I was causing.Two years have passed so swiftly since I came back. Now looking back at the years,all I want to do is cry and beg them to forgive me.I wish I could take back all I have ever said.I wish I had at least tried to be better.I wish I could stay with them for a fresh 17 years,to restart my life all over again, but I wish for too much.
Someone once said,"We praise the dead and ignore the living!!One reverse in metality and just imagine how beautiful life would be!!!"
Well for 17 years I was one of those fools who choose not to say thank you but it's high time I choose to stop being such a fool!So this goes out to yo dada and dadi....for making my life truly joyful,for putting up with everything and painfully swallowing my violations.For closing your ears to all the insults I hurled at you and for gladly forgiving me every single time.You both shared and multiplied all my joys and divided all my sorrows.
So,I regret not saying this earlier;I would like to say one last heart felt sorry, thank you and i love you both. It took me 17 years to finally realize that you both were my heaven sent angels and I praise God for the two of you.
Don't you wait as long as I did!! Go give the one who caresand loves you all the love you can return. They're not going to be here forever.So recognize and learn to love your heaven sent angels before they disappear!!!
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