| Subject: Making friends with yourself |
As a young boy born to a simple and humble scientist and loving doting mother- we were three siblings - growing up through school in Dehra Dun. Small means, simple two room rented house but the childhood was a happy one. There was scarity - sacrifice of our mother struggling to see her children get an education whih my father could scarely afford. Cut to now and and the way I have provided better means as an Army colonel to my children - but I am not sure whether I have been able to generate the same quality , love , respect for each other amongst my children as my parent‘s simple non-verbal, actions did for us.
When I ponder over the years gone by - I often yearn for the all encompassing secure Coccon of my parent‘s nest where we would sit cross legged in a small kitchen over an |
| Posted by: Sunil Kapila on 28 Jan. 2013 |
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