This is my space under the Sun (yea, I've a 'sunny' connection)…err in the wide web world and this is the first post which would be nothing less than a glowing tribute to one and only—I , me and myself! Yes, and I am on the right turf as this is the introduction, so…..
I am a special 'case' from the time I was born, and the place I was born and to the set of parents I was to become the (first born) daughter. I always get a special feeling whenever I introduce myself, be it in front of a new gang of classmates or friends or colleagues. At times I had asked myself whether it's me who glorifies all these mundane facts to some sort of important statistics but I am sure many would not have all these fascinating description about their birthplace and the naming process, about being the only female child to her parents, and in the entire family.
I was born in the tribal hinterland of India in the remote North-Eastern state, where my father was posted with my mother (who was pregnant with me). My mother chose to have the baby in that remote area declining the requests of the relatives and loved ones and their pleasant homely comfort. She was adamant and no one could prevail on her. My birth was awaited for very many reasons. My parents were married for many years without a living child of their own. My big sister (though I have never seen her) died four days after her birth. So, I had to be born and had to be alive to make my parents laugh and make them HAppPPY, to make my mother proud of her decision and to make my dad keep the name he chose after the place which gifted him and the family their only female child.
Life so far has been a roller-coaster ride for me and I am happy that I am still sailing, I am still rolling and I am still alive! Thanks to all who helped me in making what I am, shaping the person in me, tolerating me and hating me and nonetheless loving me. And, I am happy to be the girl from the land of rising sun, 'Apatani chhowali', the way my dad refers me fondly!!
I am a special 'case' from the time I was born, and the place I was born and to the set of parents I was to become the (first born) daughter. I always get a special feeling whenever I introduce myself, be it in front of a new gang of classmates or friends or colleagues. At times I had asked myself whether it's me who glorifies all these mundane facts to some sort of important statistics but I am sure many would not have all these fascinating description about their birthplace and the naming process, about being the only female child to her parents, and in the entire family.
I was born in the tribal hinterland of India in the remote North-Eastern state, where my father was posted with my mother (who was pregnant with me). My mother chose to have the baby in that remote area declining the requests of the relatives and loved ones and their pleasant homely comfort. She was adamant and no one could prevail on her. My birth was awaited for very many reasons. My parents were married for many years without a living child of their own. My big sister (though I have never seen her) died four days after her birth. So, I had to be born and had to be alive to make my parents laugh and make them HAppPPY, to make my mother proud of her decision and to make my dad keep the name he chose after the place which gifted him and the family their only female child.
Life so far has been a roller-coaster ride for me and I am happy that I am still sailing, I am still rolling and I am still alive! Thanks to all who helped me in making what I am, shaping the person in me, tolerating me and hating me and nonetheless loving me. And, I am happy to be the girl from the land of rising sun, 'Apatani chhowali', the way my dad refers me fondly!!
