Whenever I share my family photo with my friends and colleagues, I have always been sidelined and credit goes to son or daughter for their appearances. This reminds me of a short story which I heard years ago in one orchestra during my childhood. The anchor was telling when S.D. Burman was a hit music director and at those times R.D. Burman was attending school and looking at him, people would say ” wo dekho S.D.Burman ka beta jaa raha hain”. Later years passed away and carrying the legacy achieving name and fame was his son R.D. Burman. One fine day when S.D Burman at the fag end of his life was spotted by people in a park, the crowd said ” Wo dekho R.D. Burman ke Baap jaa raha hain”……..WAQT WAQT KI BAAT HAIN.
Raj & Jyoti outside SAP center, Silicon Valley.
Ready to listen our Prime Minister Narendra Modiji
One gram gold for standing first in our community in XII exams
Sindhuja Thevar, my daughter felicitated by SOUTH INDIAN THEVAR SANGHAM last week.
Since she could not attend the function, my father had been there to collect the reward.
There is a misconception amongst my friends and colleagues that I am the happiest person they have ever seen. The judgement is simply based on my behaviour and moods which I exhibit. If you are reading this post, let me clarify all the pains which I experienced since childhood are caged inside my heart. I do share some of them but not on a serious note. Friends love spending times with me and they want me to get engaged in things which they like. The laughter journey continues….