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LIFE IS A FULL CIRCLE

 

   

The talk of Time Machine and Theory of Relativity is for the likes of Stephen Hawking and Albert Einstein. As far as I am concerned I only look back in my photographic albums to travel back rather than forwards.


As I conveyed my anniversary greetings to my cousin today I reflected back nearly two decades ago. My children got very excited to travel by train for her wedding. The moment they boarded the train and reached the compartment just near the door all hell broke loose. They discovered that the compartment just had three berths and even a sliding door so it turned out that they had a room to themselves with bunk beds and to top it all the room was chilled.


The baby boys imitated the monkeys as they sprang from berth to berth, laughing and playing all games. Soon the journey was over and the sultry weather in Delhi drained them.


The return journey by Shatabdi was equally memorable for them. The meals on wheels was just beyond their baby minds. The juices, tea and breakfast served made them think of the train as a moving restaurant.


One of my friends later enquired me of the train in which food was served for no money. She conveyed to me that my son held her in disbelief when she tried to convince him that 'papa must have paid for it in the ticket'.


Today, the same question sprang up in my mind when my son booked my flight ticket from his credit card reward points to which he jokingly replied "Meri mamma nothing is for free." Life has come a full circle indeed.

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    1. Beautiful put in a subtle and classy apt manner…. There are NO free lunches!
      Also life comes back in full circle- No doubts

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  2. Certainly the clock shows same time twice a day

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  3. I will steal your words TIME MACHINE. Life is really a circle and again it brings back. 👍

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  4. What we give, comes back to us, that is life . Nicely said

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  5. चेहरे पर मुस्कान तैर गई जब देर रात अकेले बैठ कर इस ब्लॉग को पढ़ा। सारी यादें एक मूवी की तरह दिल दिमाग मे घूम उठी। क्या शानदार दिन थे वो। धन्यवाद अच्छी यादें याद कराने के लिऐ।

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  6. Wah... Those beautiful days!! Kash...

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  7. Well quoted….Life is a full circle ❤️

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  8. Quite interesting.Agree with your view

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