As I mentioned earlier, my mom was mentally challenged person and hence half of my childhood was spent in the mental hospital 😦 Even though she came out of the hospital, every month we were supposed to give her the injection on time and she took the injection till her death in 2006.
Anyway, this post is not about cribbing about all those things and feeling sad about it. This post is about some childhood memories 😛
Every month I used to accompany her to the doctor shop for injection. That doctor knew us very well and he was very kind and simple person. I just hate injections and every time when my mom was injected, I used to cry 😦 Even today, I am scared of injection. So in order to console me, doctor used to give me a chocolate, you know that lemon taste chocolate, which was like yellow colour in transparent cover. I just loved that 😛 Even today, when I see those chocolate I remember those days.
Then after leaving that place, I used to bribe my mom and every time I used to get different things, like 25 ps chocolates or games to play 😛 In one of that visit, I wanted very badly Hero pen or ink pen (I don’t remember, which pen I wanted that time :P). In school ink pen was compulsory and hence pestered her to get me a pen. So Finally she budged and I bought a pen which costed 5 rs. That time 5 rs. was too much for us. So I happily took that pen and was playing with it on the road, by removing the cap, writing on something and finally I put in some cover and came home.
Once I came home, I wanted to complete my homework and that time, we didn’t had electricity at home. So till 7th standard I studied in lamp light. So I lighted the lamp and checked the cover. To my surprise, I could not find my pen. I was totally scared and I just searched the whole house and I even went all the way till the doctor shop, but I could not get it and finally I had lost it 😦 I was crying like anything and I told my mom about this. My mom told me that I don’t know anything, your dad is gonna be angry. I am not gonna involve in this and she went for sleep. I didn’t knew what to do and I thought if i sleep before he come, he will not ask anything and I will be saved. So I slept immediately 😛
At around 11PM, my dad came and asked my mom did she bought the pen? My mom though she was mentally challenged, I have never seen her telling lies and even till death I have not heard telling any lies to anyone. So she told him that she lost the pen. My dad was so angry, he waked me up, and just dragged me out of the house and told that you will sleep outside the house and you will enter the house only when you get the pen 😦 God, I was just crying like anything and I was asking sorry and I assured him that next time I will be careful. Pl, I am getting scared here, pl let me come in and so on. So finally my mom convinced my dad and he let me in, only after giving me a warning that I will not do this mistake once again and not lose any valuables like this. That point of time, I was very angry on my dad and mom.
But when I think about that incident now, I can understand 5 rs. had so much value for them. Even 1 rupee had too much value and they were not able to afford to lose a single paise. I think my dad would have just left it without punishing me, I would have not known the value of money. So I knew the value of the money very early in my life. I struggled a lot during my college days and my college friends very kind enough to help me out. I had written about one of my friends here.
Now why I remembered this incident, was that I got some mail which had old childhood memories and some photos in that. In all the photos, there was hero pen also 😛 So I immediately remembered this incident. Will try to post that mail in my next post 🙂
In the meanwhile, I always feel that life earlier was far easy. With such a low salary, people used to lead life happily without any problem. Now though we get 5 figure salary, still we are not able to afford the basic things. Many of us don’t kow the value of money and just spend unnecessarily. I heard a news that some couple is getting married by spending around 3 crores. God, what a waste it is? I know marriage is very important happening in one life, but is it really required to spend so much on the marriage? I don’t understand. I always believe in having a simple marriage, and we had a very simple marriage.
Anyway, it depends on the individual how he wants to live his life. I know life is short and we have to enjoy each and every day of life and not to worry much about money. But spending money on unnecessary things is not called enjoying life, right. This is my view. What do you think of this?