YOUR FAVOURITE BELONGING
Few days back my cousin asked me what was my favourite belonging and I was not able to answer immediately. After pondering for a while I replied, “My iPoD. Wherever I go, I make it a point to not forget to carry it. How else can you pass time in a train journey or on a boring summer afternoon?” I have a passion for old Hindi songs of Kundan Lal Sahgal and Shamsad Begum genre. I was quite oblivious of the fact that the significant other was listening to our conversation with utmost attention. “Did you also include me,I mean spouse, when you guys talked about the most favourite belonging?” I realised only then how ominous the question was and what a blunder I had made! But fortunately a sweet taste bud on my gustatory sense organ somehow generated a dialogue in the nick of time, “No honey, how can you be compared to a material belonging?” And that put an end to the twister that was about to rise from the horizon.
A favourite belonging may be defined as a possession which one likes to interact with at a time when one is at ease and free to do what one likes. In the twenty four hours of the day we are very often tied to pressing compulsions of duties and responsibilities. But there are some moments of relaxation too at times, say on weekends or late in the nights. What do we do or like to do at these moments? Naturally we take out our favourite belonging and try interacting with it. Says my brother- in -law, Ishan, “I can't live without my guitar for a moment and the day I don't play I JUST CALLED TO SAY I LOVE YOU , I don't find myself at peace.” Such is the passion for the favourite belonging. My son goes even a step further. He carries his netbook to play FIFA'11 even to picnic spots and marriage parties. The height was when he played FIFA'10 while watching the real matches during world cup soccer, 2010.
Warned many a time by colleagues, family members, friends, boss and many well wishers, our office secretary Kangna, at no cost, will take off her diamond ear rings. She says that even while sleeping she would keep them by her side and the first vision to which her eyes must open should be of those most precious ear rings. When I met her for the first time, a colleague introduced her to me this way, “Enter Miss Kangna who may forget to wear anything but her ear rings.”
Rashmi, a college student in Faridabad, says, “I can't live without my old jeans. I even prefer them and want to wear during parties but am not allowed to. My parents want me to wear gorgeous outfits and look elite. But to me, ideal party wear when winters are on, is my old jeans supplemented with a bright coloured sweat-shirt. And I also look smart in them. The outfit you are at ease with and feel natty is the ideal outfit.”
To conclude it may be opined that all individuals do not feel alike and that's why the passions are different. Somebody wants to pass time, others want more time to work, even others want time for recreation. So the most favourite belonging varies from person to person. A writer's most favourite belonging used to be pen once but now it may have changed to a laptop. Someone relaxes by putting on his or her ear phones to be lost in music and somebody would carry his or her portable iron in the briefcase because he or she cannot do with wrinkled clothes.
SO THINK , WHAT'S THE THING YOU CAN'T DO WITHOUT?