I am broken...
My memories are taking me back to my childhood...
How beautiful it was...
Vrindavan... My birth place was always my favorite place in this world...
Though it was small city... yet it is quiet beautiful to live in...
No sky scrappers...No polluted roads...
We can enjoy greenery to some extent...
I am only daughter of jamanlal & meena divedi...
Being only daughter... I was favorite for my Mom & Dad...
'Roli... Roli...'
This is how my mom always call me and go in search of me everywhere...
I used to hide somewhere and give trouble to my mother..
Sometimes below the sofa... sometimes below the bed... sometimes behind the curtains...
My mom carry the bowl of rice and start searching for me to feed me...
After she gets tired trying eveywhere... She sit accepting her defeat...
That is when i come out and go myself to my mom...
I hug her neck tightly...
She start feeding me with a smile...
Troubling my dad is also not less...
My dad take me to the market in the weekend in his two wheeler...
In the market... I wont let my father to cross the toy shop without purchasing me a toy...
I show my adamancy to purcahse the toy...
My dad will deny for sometime... Later he will purcahse it for me..
But i am not bad in studies...
I was studious...
There is no need need for anyone to insist me to study...
I will read myself...do all my homework and goes to play finishing it...
In that way my mom & dad used to be happy about me...
Not only in studies... but also in so many extra curricular activities...
I wont leave any competition or contests...
I participate in everything and try my best to win...
In most of the cases i do win too..
Finally i entered into my teenage...
My mom started teaching me on how to handle the life...
As i will be getting married and go to another house...
She insist me to do household works...
She started teaching me cooking too...
She took care that small works of mine will be handled on my own like washing... cleaning like...
Slowly i came to college...
It is small city...
My parents were cautious enough that i dont change my track from studies to love or bad friendship...
If something like that happens... In such small city...
The news spread like fire in the forest and burn the family itself...
I too was not interested to burn my fingers doing any such...
I had belief that my parents will be giving good life partner to me...
Why should i take unwanted risks...
I was determined to marry someone who is arranged by my parents...
I finished my studies and attained the age of marriage...
My parents started discussing about my marriage...