My most memorable ovation.

I’ve always been an introvert and a bookworm. Performing something or some act and getting an ovation is very rare event for me. If I remember correctly, my first and only time I got to the stage was for performing Kathak dance. Then I received a standing ovation from the audience. It was actually “we” received an ovation, or more accurately we without me. I prefered the corner position on the stage, so I am less visible to the audience. Not one of my best memories.

The best ovation that I received is when I was 7 or 8 years old. That year during summer vacation my brother starts teaching me how to ride bicycle. The first day I was really scared of falling, but with the help of my brother, I didn’t fall off, at least on the first day. We used to go to the playground and my daily practiced riding bike. I fell from bike many times. Every time I fell, I used to get angry and say to my brother that I can wake, and there is no need to learn riding a bike.Then he used to tell me that I should not give up so early, that we should always finish what we have started. He used to say that if you didn’t get your knee hurt while learning bike riding, you don’t know how to ride it perfectly. To cheer me up, he sometimes gave me chocolates and candies. After practicing daily, I finally learned how to handle that two wheel monster.

By the end of the summer, I was able to ride bike on my own. That day, I returned home, riding on my bike, with my brother chasing me behind. When we reached home, I called my mom outside to show off my newly acquired skill. It was then I received my best ovation, my mother and brother being the audience. Their smiles being my trophy.

Ovation

Almost at the end.

Wow! It’s already December. Christmas is almost here and we are just three weeks away from new year.

I remember standing on the terrace and wishing everyone new year eve while watching paper lanterns race in the sky. I remember how this year also, just like every year, I promised myself that I’ll study from the starting of the semester and fail to do so. AGAIN. Just now I was dancing and enjoying in Feb fest with my friends.

I remember joining WordPress and writing my first blog. Writing all the stupid stuff that come up in my mind reading the prompt. *Still doing the same*

Just two weeks back I had my final exam. I remember studying till 3:00 am, saving every second and working hard. And now wasting (and enjoying) my time as much as possible.

Time flew away like this.

Another round around the earth almost completed and about to begin a new.

Flee