Life.....what is it all about!!!Makes me think a lot after 32 years of my life. What is exactly life..why are we here...do we serve any purpose to ourselves or to others..to our parents..our friends...our partners...

I always look back in time to see what mistakes I made in my past...made me learn a lot about how I could have managed my life in just a little better way..but its always a learning experience. Even now you think you learned all, but this is an endless process and always something new comes up on your way.

As a child I remember how I use to run from home..play with my friends and then come home all covered in mud. Those were the golden years when life was so simple..no worries no tension..just fun. I remember those kindergarten days when my mom use to drop me to school and I use to run away and play in the park catching butterflies. How I use to make myself aloof from people and enjoy the time knowing myself..where I come from..where I belong to..what do I like and know myself better. Really you are so mature at that age to know about yourself, but trust me yes you can. Those hazy memories are still in my mind making me always feel calm and happy about those precious moments in my life.

All the time spent with your parents is so beautiful as a little kid. I remember those moments when my dad comes from work and I use to just jump on his lap and not allow him to even freshen up. I use to stand in my balcony exact at 5PM for my dad's arrival. We get ready and then go out in the park or just have the dad-daughter time. Pictures taken by my dad reminds me how much he loved me and we had such a good time. My mom use to be very picky about clothes. She use to get her sarees and my clothes pretty much the same color, so that when we go out, she use to dress me in a similiar color to her saree.

Then comes the time when you have a sibling. You are so excited for the little one as you want a partner, your friend, a buddy whom you can play with, share the little things of life which only a sibling can understand. But the package is always involved with jealousy, I would say in a good way. All the attention taken from you now is carried away to the little one. I and my sis are 2 1/2 years apart.