Initially I was wondering and quite sceptical about this whole writing thing but as I lay down on my bed with a coffee on my side table and a Marlboro advance in one hand I realized that it is good to write as a matter of fact
For quite a while I was thinking about the things to write about and then it finally struck my mind that why write about something specific.. How about this?
How about I write the story of my life..Well you must applaud for a person like me who is all tough from the outside , Well I can't comment on the inside but being so stereotypical about this ..IM FINALLY WRITING AND ITS QUITE GOOD..It's ADDICTIVE..
SO to whoever is reading..I'm going to break my life in parts as way back to when I can remember..So please be a little patient for this story of a little boy with massive transitions in life..
So all aboard here we go....
SULTANATE OF OMAN
PART-1 THE BEGINNING
Hello my name is Aashish.."laughs" okay enough with the formal introduction..Well this is the beginning of the first chapter of my life..
This chapter is being written by the help of some songs just to keep my mind at peace
I'd like to name this chapter "FAMILY"
27/01/1997 at 12:47 pm this monster was born in THE ROYAL HOSPITAL...
Yes, I am the only child of my parents and no I don't ever feel like I was adopted..
I was born in a Christian family...
Being a Christian,
My mother taught me what I believe are the real goals of being the perfect human..I believe it is because of what my mother had learnt over the past years in her life through her experiences with the brutality of life...She started teaching me how to handle life from my very grassroot level that is from the time I learnt to walk..My parents used to work in the hospital as staff nurses and I was quite small at that time so I used to go for babysitting.."haha"
At that time it's quite obvious that I didn't know anything about life other than pee and poop
But all I know is my parents worked very hard to bring me to the position I am right now
My father..Wow that person is quite a tall man..Tho I am taller than him right now but I remember I always used to fantasize about climbing up his shoulders
He had the perfect shoulders,thick and wide
Well just like mine right now..For those of you who don't know..I've got my father's genes..I'm just like my dad PHYSICALLY... MENTALLY?? oh boy I have a long road to travel for that..
He is an old man right now with an aching back
IF I SUM UP MY PERIOD OF 1-5 YRS OF AGE
-MAGICAL
It's just because I didn't feel a slight chance pain during that time..No matter how much they cry behind my back..I always remember seeing them with a smile just to see mine
