Being Noopur

I suddenly felt jealous. Yes, when her little hand slowly slipped off mine and she held the teacher's hand who was going to take her interaction session for school admission. The teacher took her towards the classroom. She seemed undaunted. Since morning I was thinking that my niece will get little scared seeing new faces at new school and was worried whether she will speak up or not. But at this moment, I was just envious. Couple of minutes back, she was asking me to tie her shoe laces. I now see her removing her shoes by herself before entering the classroom. I was witnessing something I was not prepared of. My fingers were crossed beneath my cellphone, all the while she was inside the classroom. I was trying to peep inside and figure out what was going on. I saw her sitting comfortably on a little chair talking to the teacher, picking activity blocks from different corners of the room, trying to fix some puzzles given to her, count some pencils and smile. She was enjo

From a beautiful place which is rarely recognised by people in the map of India to today, it has been quite a long and interesting journey that I had. When I look back, I feel I have evolved a lot as a person. My journey through gradual lifestyles has shaped me into a person I am today.  I won't shy away from admitting  that when I was moving to Bhopal from my hometown for higher studies, I had three simple wishes in my heart that - I learn how to use internet I learn how to ride a two wheeler in a big city (for me, that time) like Bhopal I communicate with people in English properly (Though I was a good literature student and orator, but never had an environment where we converse in English, so had a fear of it) This was me some 10-12 years back. I get a smile on my face whenever I remember these wishes of mine as a kid. People who know me today might not believe that I have a been a big time introvert in my life. Thanks to my life's jo

Bad days happen to best of us.  One day it happened to me and I was thinking about the goodness of carefree days of my childhood while going back to home from work. I was tired. I didn't want to talk to anyone.  'Knock Knock' I banged the door.  As soon as the door opened, I heared a cute voice calling me 'Hey, Dusht Raavan! Aaj aap jaldi kyun nahi aye?' That's my niece. Kashwi. I call her Kashu.  Listening to her, I got into my role and informed her "Ramji, office me kaam tha'. 'Dusht Raavan' She tells me again as her problem was bigger than mine. Why didn't I come home on time when she had to go for swimming classes?  For about an hour or so, she showed how upset she was with me with all her actions like 'I want to play with dadi', Mumma hi khana khilayegi', 'You go back to Bhopal', 'Papa is my favourite'. I don't know if anyone would it believe or not, but I was jea