About my Lovely family

About my Lovely family

Family is something with whom you search your everything. And everyone has someone in their life with whom they enjoy, share every single secret and excitement, whose company removes every stress and pain of life. It is not always necessary that that person has a blood relation. A friend can too be. A bet everyone would be writing about their parents, siblings, cousins, uncle-aunty, grandparents and friends. But for me my hobby is my family. 

I am the only child to my parents. I was brought up by my parents like a princess in a castle. I had a roof on my head, necessary supplies and four times food.. I am grateful for that.  But every human wants people of their own age and type. Humans are social beings. In this modern world I hardly had any special connection with other people. My father lives far away for his job and hardly gets any leave. I stay with my mother who is also a service-woman. We  rarely visited my parent’s family.  I almost had no-one of my age in my neighbourhood. From a very young age, I saw my elders busy with their works.  Even on occasions like Durga Puja, Diwali people have no social interaction. No-one  has time for each other. Bond of love is washed away by the load of work and pressure on people.

So instead of bothering others I made myself friend with my tv and myself. I enjoy being part of tv series and imagine myself in that life. I draw and write my stories out of imagination. Play games like ludu, football, etc by myself. When I went to school for the first time, I was very excited to finally meet someone of my age. I made friends and my life was full happiness and fun

But as I reached higher classes, the pressure for study increased. Courses started to get harder. Students are so aggressively competitive to make up with others I lost my friends and my interest.  Without studying 18 hours a day, we will not get a good percentage ,  no entry to a good college or university and so no future. In this race, I left myself. 

I realized this when I, in  lockdown, after many years I tried to watch tv, I didn’t find it as interesting as it was when I was a kid. . drawing, dancing, singing, writing were all left out. I found myself the same victim to the world. I didn’t remember when I too started to think about work and study then enjoying my small life.  For myself my drawings, singing, dancing, writing and watching tv is like a small family. They did what humans cannot do for me  . They were the only thing because of which at least I had some fun in childhood. And thanks to lockdown because it reunites me with my friend writing, singing, drawing, art-craft and dancing. I lost them in the race of study, but I found I didn’t lose them completely. I hope this time I will be  able to carry my friends with my studies. I know study is important but leaving your interest is leaving a dear family member who helped you forever.   

by R Choudhury