Memoirs of a Fauji Kid


The Childhood I’ve relished all my life, the life I’ve led so far with Pride, the youth that hasn’t been lost with time, the memories that brings a smile.
Those postings to the far flung corners of the country, those lush green Cantts, those majestic houses. Each house had a dog, named fluffy, César or Boo, long dog walks that the bahiya’s took.
Those games at twilight that we played, those exam material that we so had to share. The badminton courts, the swimming pools, the mess parties with the yummy food.
The mid night calling on by the bachelor brigade, the aanda parantha and coffee shakes. The attempt to catch the ol man in bed, if luck be so… home food to have. The look we’d get to stay in room… or the morning to come u’d dance to mom’s tune.
The SODA and SOSA we’d learnt about, mastered the art of flirting without a doubt, tambola nights and jam sessions galore.
The graduation from gudiya to young lady, the brat to beauty, some too perfect to be true, others true to the art were very few.  The Golden Jubilee celebrations, the Kalidhar Day, the cat walk by the studs so to say.
Under the watchful eyes of en elder sibling, I’d been asked to shake a leg or two. Your brothers course mates you’ll address as uncles even the ones that you knew.
The dining Ins’ and the dining Outs’, bring back memories of the years gone by… The fauji bucchas as we’ve been know grow up and move on. These nostalgic moments are lived but once. the memories live on.
Even now when we move around in the crowd unknown, it’s easy to spot one of our kinds… like they say "it takes one to know one!"

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Being an Army Brat!

Walking down memory lane, looking at pictures from the past, I linger on to this one where my dad's in uniform. Somewhere in the east I think or was it up north. I wonder. The only thing I remember for sure is his reaction to every time I called from law school. "Is everything ok? It's not weekend already is it? " I'd smile a teary eyed smile and say "naah it's Tuesday and I just thought I'd say HI!" I bet he smiled. I could hear it in his voice.
Read more

Drunken conversations - A moment in time

Winters brought along thick cover of fog that had just started to roll in. Law school didn’t give her as many sleepless nights as the two boys in her life did.  It was  2:30 am  by her watch and the persistent beep of a call waiting made her take note of the name on the screen. ‘Damn!’ She thought to herself, it was probably the fourth time this month she’d have to tell her boy that she needed to take the other call and he was definitely going to be mad at her this time. It had to be done. She made her excuse and switched the line. “Hello!”she said a little anxiously, but before she could say anything else, the drunk voice from the other end shouted joyously “Baby, I got a job, I got placed”. And she smiled. He’d called up her other number an hour ago and said the same thing over and over again till her Mother replied...”Congratulations! She’s in college son.” He then spent the next ten minutes apologising for calling in the middle of the night. But did it stop ...
Read more

Reflections!

She took a moment to stop fidgeting and looked at the reflection.  What she saw amazed her and yet she found it hard to recognize.  The childlike smile and kind eyes that stared back at her quizzically. What had changed? Why was there emptiness where once there was pure joy?   She smiled a wary smile, looked deeper into those eyes that were once kind. Only to find a shallow pool of tears welling inside. And as she turned around to leave she heard a faint voice.  A gentle voice that said “let go”. “Let go and come back to being the girl you were always meant to be and not the empty shell I see in front of me now.”
Read more