To papa the great

Here i'm ready with my father's day blog entry . I have tried to write it like my mother's day blog entry but difference is quite obvious . Here it goes .......

Dear daddy ,
here are some points which are in my mind as i am thinking of you .
# whenever you saw me watching english news , reading english newspaper , your favourite question for me since std 2 has been " jhunnu (my nickname ), samajh me ata hai ye sab ? " ( can you understand these stuffs ) . Yes papa ! I can understand english and can talk in the same . I know it was your wish when you watched news-in-english , that your son will be able to understand whatever being said . Small dreams can be so big .

# papa , you are my first style icon . When i was kid you made style statement through your style of keeping key-ring , placing sun-glasses in shirt's pocket , taking 15 minutes to comb your hair , keeping top 2 shirt's button open and many more . Yes! , I found style icon in you.

# i have sweet memories associated with your love for music . Just can't forget you singing loudly and me sitting happily on your shoulder . Sad , u don't sing anymore :(
# i know when you are angry. You are real angry if english words are coming from your mouth . Mild anger if you are speaking pure hindi . All is fine if you are speaking in mixture i.e magahi , bhojpuri , maithili , surjapuri ( local lingo of different regions of bihar )

# walking with you in the local market is time taking work . Gowd ! You know so many people . 15 mintes walk easily takes more then 1 hour , you have to interact with many .
# I wonder , you never agree with my length of hair . I am always prepared to get words from you , " jhunnu!! , go and get hair cut ". Similar words come when i don't eat , wake-up , sleep etc on 'time ' . I miss these things when i am away from home .

# your phone call to me lasts less then 2 minutes ( 40 sec to 80 sec ). I love those calls even if i know what will be content of the conversation . Being predictive was never so nice .

# dad , you have always been superman for me . I believed you can do anything for me . I remember as kid i used to ask you ," why we don't have a car? ". I remember your answer , "because we don't need one" . We had one bicycle . Sitting on the bi-cycle with you 'driving' will always be dream ride for me .

# i don't remember when last time you got angry with me. I want to hear angry words from you meant for me . Never knew 'Being scolded ' will be part of my sweet memories.

# papa , you still think you should carry "bhari " ( heavy ) luggage , and i should carry "halka " ( light) while you and i travel together . Dad , now i can't see you doing this . But i know i won't be able to persuade you on this topic. I am so lucky to have you as my papa-the-great .

Papa , i love you equally everyday , just want to say again , i love you , on this day we call father's day.

son,
neeraj

mango afternoon

My room still smells like mango ( Mangifera indica ). Even i ate that 2-3 hour before (we 3 friends on 2 mango ). This was seasons first mango for me . The mango was on the sweet/sour side. But still first experience of this years mango was special. Immediate thought came to write one blog on my favourite fruit .so here it goes...

The background is simple , i am big fan of mango. So many stories from my childhood days are related with me addicted to mango. At the age of 7 , i was caught eating mango at 2:30 am , that too chori-chori. Every year this story is narrated by daddy as if this happened only yesterday. This is one of the stories which makes daddy laugh loudly even now. I just enjoy watching him laugh , and act as if i was caught eating mango now. I won't explain actually what had happened , so funny incident that was.

i can't forget eating kaccha-mango from different mango trees in our locality we lived. Mostly this was done chori-chori . I was supporting actor in this crime. who was main actor ? answer is dear bhaiya!! . He had to face all the wrath in case we were caught stealing mango from mango tree. Most of the time i got away as i was considered "seeda-saada-baccha".

I eat all mangos with equal enthusiasm , specially the one's which are neglected by general masses. Some varieties , Maldah ,Dashahari , Up-langda , biju , sippiya , chausa , totapuri , to name a few , i like so much . Even the names of mangoes is so interesting . Mostly based on their source where they are found. I am yet to try the best export varieties from India to the world . This export is keeping us deprived of the best we produce , but we get much required foreign currency in return. money matters...

With so many specialities attached with mango , this is rightly said king of fruits . Everyone who has tried mango must have stories associated with the same. I am quite regular with health drinks based on mangos, ( they are easy to get ). But the experience of eating actual mango can not be matched by them . May my love for mango remains at this level in future ( has decreassed over the years ).

P.S : this blog entry is dedicated to dear daddy . He was responsible for introducing me to the world of mangos. From him only i knew how to eat mango? . His order to clean mango before eating is still an order i follow. I ask what is the name of the variety of mango from the salesman , this habit came from dad.