We had always been a family of individuals. Being a protagonist of individualism and liberal living I never paid great attention on what ather families were doing, for me they didnt exist in the modern world i was imagining of. What a fool was i!
It is not that we didn't care for each other. We had our demands and love regarding each other. Things that I didn't appreciate was the intervention in personal space. We cared for each other, we fought and we loved each other but something was definitely missing, and that too on my side....I couldnt figure it out until my cousins family came to live with us for a week.
Aashu was a god of a person, as my father used to describe his capabilities and potentials. I had to hate him. How was he suppossed to be so close to perfection! He was good in sports, he gave displayed great respect to the family members and every of relative who came to his radar...While I refrained in meeting each and every guest, he seemed to be a gymnast who would be ready to dive onto everyone's feet for the 'PAIRIPONA'. I even seemed a fool as i didn't recognize distant relatives while he was an encyclopedia of the person. Ofcourse, he must have known about them via her mom, I used to think. Jealousy is very suggestive in giving excuses.
"He got first rank in his class....and what is that sports event beta, in which you got the gold,.." my dad stressed his brain to remember the name....F.."
'off' I thought to myself.
"FMR Sports meet Mamaji." He completed showing the most
possible modesty he could fake.
'Doosro ke bachche sabko achchhe lagte hain..' I consoled myself.
It was the second day of his arrival when I saw him playing SUBWAY SURF on his tab whike he sat next to his mother. He was a failure there....a big failure.He could not score more than 500 points and would dodge into some train. It gave an ego boost to me. But what was it for....I couldn't go out shouting,"Hurray! the one you people have been thinking to be perfect of is a failure at SUBWAY SURF." They would send me to an assylum.
Three days passed and i used to see the same kind of things going around and the same Subway thing where my Buaji scored in thousands and he ended up early. Buaji during those moments was very cheerful and her lost confidence came in her eyes. She had a breast cancer treatment and after the removal of an organ vital for a woman's beauty, she seemed to lose confidence.
Two days later when my famiky and his parents left for shopping, we both were left alone. Since we didn't have a lot to do, we got busy with screens. I watched some movies while he used his tab for facebook. After half an hour I saw him playing Subway surf. I thougt, i should lend some help to the poor guy. But I was mistaken.He was playing in lacs of points. This guy was a perfect person. He had been boosting his mother's confidence by losing. Relationships are about losing for each other and if you want to be loved, you need to love, for sweet is full of sweetness and a lovable person is full of love.
Love those around you.....Still absorbing.
