ME AND MY MEMOIRS…

NOT LONG AGO, AN HOUR AFTER THE RISE OF THE

SUN ON 31ST JAN , NOTHING VERY SPECIAL BUT
I WAS BORN .
AS FORTUNATE AS I FEEL TO BE BORN IN THE
SEASON OF SPRING I CAN’T TELL. BUT ATLEAST I
CAN EXPLAIN THE FEELING OF BEING BORN AS A 3 RD
CHILD. I HAD NEVER THOUGHT I WAS ALONE
EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT I ALWAYS WANTED TO
BE ALONE.
SO LET ME WELCOME YOU TO MY FAMILY , WE ARE
FIVE AND NOT TOO CROWDED. PRESENTLY WE ALL
LIVE IN BHUBANESWAR IN 767 A JAYDEV VIHAR,
HOME TOWN.
BEGINNING WITH MAN OF THE HOUSE ,MY FATHER .
WORDS THAT DESCRIBES HIM ARE SUCH LIKE
ORTHODOX AND OBSTINATE, HAVING THAT HOLIER
THAN THOU ATTITUDE VEXS ME . HE JUST WANT
RULE ,DOMINATE ,BE THE POWERFULL MAN IN THE
FAMILY :ALWAYS ON THE TOP.
SECONDS COMES TO MY GORGEOUS MOTHER ,WHO
NOT ONLY HAVE A BEAUTIFULL FACE BUT HEART
TOO. MY MOTHER IS HEAD STRONG OBVIOUSLY ,
MAD AS A MARCH HARE , VERY SWEET AND KIND.
OUT OF EVERYTHING WHAT MOST DISLIKE IS HABIT
NOT SAYING “NO” TO LITRALLY ANYBODY.