Love in a piece of paper !!!

Hey all,


Vacations always grabs us from our comfort zone and takes into marriages, some family functions etc. And the followed hangover keeps us lazy from what we have been going through. And that was what happened exactly which kept me far from you these days plus some emotional distractions !!!After my rest mood, here am I to ponder your mood. You know, I really miss emojis in my entire writings. It is because of nothing but these days emojis reflects moods of people. And to be honest, me too is an addict of the so called technological development !!!

Anyways, today I have to share something which is so dear to me. About something which I had nurtured for the past 7 years. Here comes an opportunity to share it with you and also to surprise someone.

Jawahar Navodaya Vidyalayas all over the country possesses a unique feature of migration scheme. It is between two JNVs with different linguistic categories exchanging students for a period of one year. It clearly aims in promoting National Integration and hence the selected students are said to be the National Integration Migration Selected Students.

Being a proud Navodayan, I was one of the selected 30% students for migration for the year 2011-12 of JNV Kasaragod. We were selected to the JNV at Uttar Pradesh. Actually we, students takes this opportunity with much glee because it was like, a kind of adventure for us at the age of 14. And thus, 20 of us were selected. I sadly remember one of my friend who couldn't join us even after the selection because his health doesn't allow him so. So, 19 of us were ready for the journey.

After we were selected, we always had talks with our seniors, the previous year migrants. About the life, food, people and lot of other matters. All they had to say about was the life they enjoyed there. It was not as strict as our school but where we can do anything we desire to(even though it was not exactly like whatever we can do but we lived our best part of life there, another epic which cannot be limited to a blog page). They talked about their outings there and how to manage the money we take with us. It was a time when we had no bank accounts or paytm. And school provides us whatever we want, so asking for money orders from parents was of no hope.

It was some days before our departure, I was sitting in my hostel bed and there came my senior who was the previous year migrant too. We shared the same name. Even we shared the same initial. I remember my joining day at JNV, she came to me and introduced herself mentioning about our identical name with a lovely smile on her face which I saw until the day we had met for the last time so far. Even many had mistaken her on social medias for me. We used to share the same double cot for one whole year where she used to sleep in the lower bed and me on the upper. And that night we were conversing something best. Along with some of her memmories over there, she advised not to be fully jolly there but to study too. And also not to be extravagant. And then she took a 20 rupee note and a pen from her pouch. She wrote our identical names in it and gave it to me. Then she said, "I know you will be spending much there and a time will come when you won't have any money with you, so keep this 20 rupees. This is all I have now. You are supposed to show this to me when you come back here after migration. So that it will be like, you haven't spent all the money you took but left a 20 rupee at least and thus you will not be that extravagant". It really took me to the ultimate of happiness that night. She gave me the feeling of care and concern of a sister that night. 

  I had kept my promise all way. The 20 rupee note always gave me lot of affection and love. I had kept it safely without even folding it. I still keeps it. It is safely kept inside one of my old diary along with some other things which are dear to me as this is. Some days I takes this out and looks at this and remembers our days together. The promise I gave that night will be for lifetime. I will safely keep this for my whole life. I love you always.

At times, even tiny things gives you much happiness. We should have an eye to see it. It will hold you up in your life whenever you feel lost. And the fact is, even in any sad situations, everyone has something like this which is so dear to them. The difference is in how we see things. Try to value things around you and you will fell yourself valued !!!

-infinite love-