Celebrating our Home

We have a small home that we got built on a piece of plot. Though it is not a very lavish one yet it is our home and I have tastefully decorated it.Ever since we moved into this new home of ours I have been very excited with the new house that we have made our home. Every aspect of my new home is decided according to my taste. The color of the walls, to the wood finish design of the doors, door knob designs and the design of the pelmets all reflect my taste and it gave me immense pleasure in making these choices. Even the process of selecting the curtains for various rooms was like a festival and full of excitement. All the family members had got together at the big shop that sells curtain material and all kinds of drape materials and upholstery fabric. We were spoiled by the choice of colors and designs at the store. We ended up shortlisting three to four designs for each room.
Then the shopkeeper had sent  over a person with our selected designs to our place.
He had held the fabric folding it up in such a way that it gave us a visual feel as to how a curtain would look like. This phase of selection was full of excitement and by the time we selected and finalized all the curtain designs we were all very excited as it was our own home that was getting decorated and dressed up. These celebrations reached a higher pitch when I ordered pizza’s and cold drinks for everyone. By the end of the process we had spent a fruitful day decorating our new home.This gave me and my family a lot of happiness and reason to celebrate every moment and action in this new house of ours.Actually we had been in a rented accommodation before and moved in without much furnishing the new property. This way each article that we acquired for our new home had a story associated with it. Right from buying the fan’s to the electrical fittings was an important event and had a sense of festivity associated with it.
 When we bought a chandelier for our drawing room everyone in the family was super excited .Our neighbors visited us and we had a small tea party and snacks to celebrate the occasion. When we bought a carpet the same excitement was experienced by me and my family. Since all our household buys have been collective purchases where everyone in the family gets together and goes for these shopping sprees there are interesting anecdotes linked to each shopping.
Even after passage of time though the things may get old yet the memories and anecdotes associated with these trips remain and often they become the starting point of family conversations and we relive those happy shopping experiences and memories again and again. 

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Dil ki deal to give joy

My books were my best friends. I collected them and did not let anybody touch them. I loved books and they were my passion. I loved to browse through them and just touching them made me feel very happy. Even my academic books were very dear to me. I preserved them and preserved them even when they were of no use to me. As I moved from one class to another the old books would be preserved carefully. Even though they would never be read again by me but they were so dear to me that I never gave them again or even touched them. Even when I passed out of school my passion for books did not fade.
In those days there was the daughter of our maid who used to accompany her  to our home. She was a talkative child and soon a chord of friendship was struck between us. I enjoyed chatting with her. She enjoyed when I read out stories from my collection of books. She was an intelligent child and I found that she was very interested in books. Apart from school books she found story books very interesting. Then one day I came to know that her father had got her admitted to a school and she was very excited. She was to join a school and stay in a hostel in another city. I was very happy for her future and at the same time I was sad that I would not be able to meet her for quite some time.
When she came to meet me before leaving I wanted to give her a gift as a takeaway present.I thought that I would like to give her a doll of her choice but I was not sure. When she came we chatted like usual and she spent the entire day with me. I even made her eat lunch with me. I had my mother to prepare all the dishes of my little friends liking. The mood at our home that day was like that of a party. It was a dual celebration on one hand it was the celebration of my friend getting admission and the other was that this was a farewell party for my little friend who was about to embark on a journey in to the big world outside. In the evening when she was about to go I gave her a set of dolls and clothes.She was very excited to receive all those gifts. I asked her if she wanted anything  else. She said no but as her eyes  fell on my collection of book. I could see the same passion for books in her eyes as I had. That moment I knew what books meant to her. I wanted to make her day memorable  and give her a perfect gift. I overcame my attachment for my books and gave my collection of story books from my school days to her as a present. It was a dil ki deal that made the little girls day.
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followung dreams with dil ki deal

We all need an angel to put our life on track. In my last summer vacation I got an opportunity to visit Vienna. I had been selected for a special internship project in my college. I was a confused person and often I was not able to take a decision for myself. This was my biggest drawback which was also a hindrance in my life. I was worried because of this weakness of mine I would be unable to achieve my goals and land up into failure. I took my internship as a breakthrough in my life. My whole life was planned by my parents and maybe that's why I was unable to take decisions on my own. I had got admission into an engineering college because my parents had wanted me to be an engineer. I had always wanted to be a singer. I had a great voice and loved singing. Singing liberated me and I felt free from all stress. It lent me a new personality. Everyone appreciated my songs and voice. But my parents discouraged me saying that children of respectable parents don't get into this line. A professional degree is a must for a stable career. I gave in to my parents wishes. I met many people who motivated and inspired me but I had no guts to follow my dreams. I was very apprehensive of this trip to Vienna as had I never stepped out of my city. My parents asked me to say No to this internship but when my college dean told my parents that it’s a great privilege and it would do a lot of good in my career they agreed but with a heavy heart. The days spent in Vienna were the most treasured and fun filled years of my life. I met Anya my mentor in Vienna. She was a beauty with brains and was a perfect mentor. She made me realize my strengths. We soon became good friends she added a meaning to my life and made it worth living. She was a constant source of fun and encouragement. She gave a new meaning to my life.  I became self dependent, very confident and a new me. She made me realize that I can achieve my goal and follow my dreams along with my professional degree .A 2-in-1 profession where my parents and my own wishes can be achieved without any hassle. She motivated and supported me always ready to be with me in my every time of need. She is the one whom I can approach at any time. Confide my deepest secrets and rely on her for anything. That's why I consider her PRICELESS. She wanted to see India where her grandmother used to live when she was alive. As a thank you gift I took her back to India and showed her the real India. I surprised my best friend and I was happy that I too could do something for her in return for her love, her care and a kind heart.

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Say Sorry and...

When I was in school our teacher used to say one day people will kill someone and just say sorry.
At that point I never understood the meaning of the word fully. Now a days people do any mistake at office and just say #Sorry. Sometimes a friend fixes a time and shows up late . Then they just say #sorry.
I often think do they actually mean it.
Then there are cases when someone has hurt you emotionally and they just say #sorry that to so casually and just walk off.
What about the cases when someone hurts you and despite knowing it does not even say sorry.
I feel the line of distinction is very thin between these cases. Are all those who say #sorry actually mean it?
Maybe there follow up actions can be a better indicator. Do they repeat the act or have they amended their actions?
Most important is that saying #Sorry should not be an excuse to let oneself take off the hook.
Saying #Sorry is not a licence to do anything and get away with it.