|Thank you Dear Zindagi! :) - Image courtesy: Shoma Chakraborty|
I write to you today not because it is a contest that I want to win but, because, I have wanted to for long.
So many are born lucky and have envious lives but, thanks to you, my humdrum middle-class existence has never been short of surprises.
I think life is actually monotonous if it doesn't pack surprises at every step. Like a skating rink, it's slippery and slidey and oh so much fun and so beautiful to look at in a showreel once you get it right.
And you dear zindagi made me realise that "Hey! I am the heroine of my life!" Much before it became a famous phrase.
I want to thank you for all the crazy opportunities that you gave me that may look tough on the outside but, were actually a lot of fun to wrestle with - I look back on them with a sense of awe and a smile.
I remember me, lost and broken in a strange city by the sea. The sunlight was so harsh that it made my skin erupt in allergies. A city so lonely that I only had on and off conversations with the tree outside my window.
I remember a Diwali night when I was all alone in the house with neither friend or family, crying quietly sitting on the floor, taking comfort from the knowledge that the tree outside would be there to silently support my longings. In walked a large golden labrador and snuggled down next to me. I will never forget her kindness and I always stop to thank her every Diwali for those soft brown eyes full of empathy. I remember her waiting till my meltdown was over, to lick the tears off my face.
"Maggi, thank you till eternity and more."
This may have started sounding teary and soft but, life is all about blood, sweat and tears.
Of blood, I remember the first time I had periods as a preteen and the misery of believing I had some life-threatening disease and dying.
Dear life! I will never forget the gentle touch of my father who found the blood-smeared garments and me and told me that I was not dying. I will never forget the relief when ma joined him and tried to bring objectivity to the entire episode.
I will also never forget that for a few years from that day, I would pray each month that it stops forever so I could go back to my normal life.
Today, I pray for the exact opposite and laugh at myself.
Lastly dear zindagi, the day I meditated on the love I have received in my lifetime. I focused on all the episodes involving strangers, friends, family and acquaintances. Dear zindagi, I cannot tell you how I cried just within the fist one minute because I was so overwhelmed - I was precious. I was so loved.
That is when I knew that my life is a lovely technicolour dream to be enjoyed till the last breath.
Thank you dear zindagi!