#DigitalAMAwithRoshan

This is my entry for the #DigitalAMAwithRoshan contest of penguin India books...

For reference, the excerpt that was given is attached up there↑↑↑[At the top...]

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I find it really interesting how a thing or a person can mean the whole world to somebody and simultaneously nothing to the other. Just like how I mean the world to my parents but to that nurse, I may as well not exist.

To her, maybe I am like a crystal of salt in a bean bag of rice (or a small peanut in a basket). In this universe there exist more than 1 hundred billion galaxies with an average of 100 billion stars in each and I'm just a small Sun amongst them. Doesn't that make me look quite small (obviously 'cause Imma baby...)?

At that time, I wondered when I grow up to become an adult what my parents may expect from me. Would it be becoming a big person or to influence people or to maybe create history? If you ask me now, I would prefer to create history, but how will I be able to do that... is another question worth asking. For me, creating history isn't just something done in a war or anything monumental, but it fundamentally, at a very basic level ought to be storing these memories into a non-perishable form, which are our past, which is history in its real sense, a history of our own. All these emotions and feelings, which are our very own are nothing but memories, memories such that there is no account of unless one stores them for the others to see and know.  All of us have a story to tell and each one is different and similar in their own way. 

If you ask me how I'm feeling here by this terrifically careless nurse, I'm seriously thinking about whether anyone other than me ever wonders what happens once we die or is it just me? I don't mean the afterlife or rebirth, I know people are mad behind such horrified jumbles but I rather find myself thinking about how me going away forever would affect those two who already love me and have no measure of their joy just by looking at me and that right there tells me that whatever phase of life I might be in, and whatever situation I might be in, these two people would always be by me. Not necessarily helping me, sometimes they won't, but that is because they want to see me do it myself and not depend on others. I realized at that moment, that no matter what, my parents would always be my backbone and that whether I could trust someone else or not but I could always lean on them for support and love.

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OK! so thats a wrap. 442 words... Thank God, thought I'll exceed the 500 words limit and would have to cut something. But, voila! 

Yaay! Please do vote of you like it, I would really appreciate it...