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As my body started recovering, my life also started coming on its normal track. My father came back to live with us permanently. And with his decision begins the whole new level of struggle. My parents started planning to make a School in the village where my grandparents had sufficient land, but they had no money for it and asking from their families was not in their planning list. So they started their careers from scratch, my father worked as an Ayurveda practitioner, while my mother taught at different schools in the city. They both started finding places for rent as we have already lived at our nani house for more than 5-6 years and although my widow nani already had a huge family, she had no objection in providing us the shelter, but my parents wanted to get everything on their own now.
I still remember the first two houses that we lived in on rent, but for me to live far away from nani house was not less than a punishment, although they were just 5 mins away. I have hazy memories of my parents scolding me and forcing me to go back to home with them and me crying out loud to seek attention from all the members of nani house, so they might stop me and let me stay with them longer than a weekend.
In 2007 my parents opened the school finally. They would sit free for long hours waiting for parents to get their children admitted to their school. With every new child admitted in their school, they would bring a box of sweets and with eyes full of satisfaction, that comes as the by-product of hours long sweat.
Although my parents proved to be good business partners but as life partners they couldn’t afford to score up high. I think before becoming parents every couple should check out whether their relation is sound enough to stay together for the rest of their lives for children or not. However, both my parents are quite good at making compromises, but it never did any good to me and my sister who were too innocent to see them fighting. So whenever I remember my childhood it’s filled with good memories of my nani house but at the same time bitter memories of my parents, somehow making through the days to stay together for us.
But if life has sorrows, fears, darkness, gloominess, then it also has love, positivity, laughter and divinity around us in order to keep a balance and also giving you the choice to either choose happiness or darkness. I chose happiness or I would say miss happiness found its way to make my little heart cheer up through many channels. How? Will tell in the next part…till then lots of love and laughter…take care😇😇💜💜🙏🙏
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