My home in Chennai (now called as my Parents’ home 😦 after I have married) is a land of treasures for me. With just a little effort one can find anything and everything there.
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Dad is a jack of all trades and loves collecting all sorts of things – from plumbing, electrical tools, general house repair tools, gardening tools to everything under the sky. He even has a kit that helps in repairing a punctured tyre, checking and refilling air. He knows tailoring too and we have a sewing machine and related stuff. There is no one thing that he cant do. He loves to do all the stuff himself. During our childhood, we never had the need to call in for help of any sorts. For any problem – there is dad – our super hero. As kids, we have never gone to repair our cycle in a shop. Never we had to worry about torn slippers/shoes. School bags/zips not working – dad would repair that too. He stitched us sleveless cotton gowns to wear in summer. Any repairing work becomes easier with the use of right tool usage and dad had everything that he wanted. Many times neighbors called in for dad’s help and he would readily go whether its early morning or late night. Sometimes, his tools were borrowed leaving him tensed 😛 He would breathe easily only after having them back. I remember this incident when ouir neighbor uncle borrowed the hammer and returned it in broken state leaving dad lament and crib for days (he still preserves the broken one along with the new one). Coming to the other household things and kitchen accessories, mom preserves everything. Nothing goes out of stock. I can cook anything I wish without having to buy anything new from the market. One of the traditions of our home is that We never throw anything away. According to my dad, everything has its use. Even a broken needle is preserved. Simply put, our home is dumped with many many things and yet mom maintains it so well 🙂 Thats why I said, with little effort one can find anything. “You name it, You get it” at my place 🙂 Ok Ok.. This post is not about how my mom or dad has got everything in their house.
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Its about the all treasures that I found recently while searching for some other things. I have this spell on me that I can never find my things even if they are right in front me. But its not true while searching for others (which I seldom do :P) On really rare occasions I searched the house for something and found something else like –
1. An old note book meant to be diary for both me and my sister – Its a four lined notebook used for standard 1 or 2. The book has been made a mark in the exact center and each halves became our diaries. (Heights of sharing). Being inspired by dad who writes his dairy everyday, we should have done this one. Example of entries from mine and sister who must be 6 and 4 years old resp –
- Got up from bed at 6.15Am.
- Had Tiffin at 7.30Am
- Daddy gone office at 8Am
- I get up from bed at 6.30Am
- Father get up from bed at 5Am
- Mother get up from bed at 4Am
- Grandfather get up from bed at 6Am
- Grandmother get up from bed at 6Am
- I eat tiffin at 7.30Am
- Father eat tiffin at 7Am
- Grandfather eat tiffin at 8Am
- Grandmother eat tiffin at 8Am
(See how my updates are missing from her diary entries… 😐 )
After some days of SIMILAR entries :roll:, we got bored I guess. We have filled the remaining pages with ugly sketches of apple, mango and such like. My sister is an out-stander even then. She has tried to draw a bird and name it too 😛 while I have drawn my grandparents. hahaha 😀
2. Old 1 rupee notes and some coins – Found this treasure while searching for some documents in the cupboard. They were carefully wrapped in a brown envelope and on top of it was a note handwritten beautifully by dad – “First Birthday XXXX Gift Collection – Rs. XX” followed by the names of ppl who had given me some money on my first birthday. I had tears in my eyes (out of joy) discovering that cover after 24 years. It such a treasure and how many others can have something similar.. There were more covers with money and handwritten notes for various occasions.
3. Budget Plan for my Parents’ Wedding – This one is a real treasure. Not many will preserve the drafts and copies of the budget planning done for ones marriage, that too after 29 years. The paper was very old changing its color close to brown. It can be torn with just a touch. But it has the beautiful handwriting of my dad showing his mathematical ability and financial planning. It was awesome to discover that.
4.School prizes from LKG and some older stuff – Again, all the prizes were preserved to be in the same state as received. There were notes from my teachers with my name and the purpose of the prize.
5. Report Cards and Group Photos – All our report cards right from LKG to 10th std are preserved. Its such a great treasure to be cherished now. Looking at the teachers comments, our ranks, marks – its just great. Dad has even preserved some of our exam papers from all classes.
6. Most of our text books – are still available in good condition. Our drawing books are still present to be cherished.
7. Geometry box – I remember the day my dad got me the first geometry box (actually the first and last for I never lost it) when I was in standard III. It was an OMEGA geometry box – costliest and highest model of all. While rest of my classmates had the Natraj boxes, I was so proud with mine. All the components are still present in usable form 🙂 Dad had preserved his geometry set from his childhood days.
8. My first hero pen – There was always this craze of owning a hero pen while in school. I got a green colored pen for the first time from dad and it was my luckiest. I had two other later, but this is so close to my heart.
9. Old passport photographs – Found some very old passport photographs of mom and dad along with a few of ours too. It automatically brings on a smile on my face. Chubby looking sister, very young dad and mom, and boy cut me – surely a treasure 🙂
10. Old dolls and toys – All our toys from childhood are preserved in suitcases. We have the tradition of having a kolu (display of toys/dolls etc) for Pongal festival. Every year, we bring down the suitcases from the loft, remove the packing and display them with pride. Some of them are very special to us and to be cherished as they were given by my thathaya (grandpa). There are numerous greetings (depicting baby girls) sent by him for every festival with a handwritten note. He is not with us anymore but we have loads of his sweet memories still alive with us.
These are only a few of the treasures discovered. As time goes by, I am sure we will find more and more which makes us happy. My bad, I dont have any pictures of the above mentioned things. Next time I visit my place, I am sure to click pictures of these treasures.