Reading will be in my heart forever.

O dear Reading.....
Ill be missing u defntly.my fiance said it spells like reading but u is called rea-ding.As a newly wed i stepped into reading jun 20 th.48 st pauls court My first home.how much i loved the house such a beautiful location.A stream with snow white swans n ducks swimming just 20 ft away from house ,such a picturesque garden maintained by Alex.In heart of the city yet so calm n quiet.

My lil boy's has spent his first four years here i dunno how much of it he will remember .His first step was in this house .Left,Right n centre we ran everywhere to all toddler groups.His St Mary's school ,MRS.Cooke,Tyla,Ellianna,Kian and Hafza Ill write down everybdy so that we dont forget them .

The coley park is my fav place in reading even caversham park is beautiful .I got to njoi its beauty more.Green grass throughout bordered by tall trees .only this autumn i noticed fall's painting yellow, brown,orange leaves few on trees rest decorating the earth.If God had a profession i bet he is a painter.How i regret not taking a foto of that .Tugged away in the corner is kids play area with all slide n swings , i have never seen when i grew up.my kiddo likes it better than the hill park bcos it has sand which he picks up everytime we come out to put on a flower to grow into a tree.my nephew was almost ready to travel in a suticase from India to UK for this park.

contd....after reaching to India

i have learnt soooooooooooo much.i ll alwas remember how happy i felt when i met Vandhana.A caring husband whose hand i took n came to a new place without even thinking wat will do in a place where i know nobody(he himself was new to me).igonarance is defntly a bliss....4 yrs later iam coming to a bangalore ,will i get bored?will i make gud frnds?...man how many questions

It was in that condition i met Vandhana in temple.She was friendly,talkative and made me feel at home.Only after reaching home i realised how much i felt lonely n meeting a friendly Indian comforted me.

Then it was Pooja...i defntly want to eat her handmade fud atleast one more time.Having to eat wat i cook all 3 times which iam not used to(tasty fud was all had before coming here), fud she made was heaven.I think of her atleast once a week.she was my role model to keep the house tidy(never managed to attain the goal).

These two were my first friends in a total foreign country.Then vidhya, Mamtha, Vinutha, Parimala ,Suteja,Helen ...n many more who has made life there easy n added some purpose to living there.
It is nearly 3 months now since i left Reading....my stomach nearly turns upside down whenever i think of Sakhit's school.Somehow it is like i have left some of the sakhityan there when i think of the his classmates.how i feel debted to those kiddos who made sakhit feel comfortable in a new place.He did go to a play school in India for the same two months but i dont feel the same way.... i think hard y is this partiality i show to only those kids.Well it could be bcos i felt he is safe in Happy hours though he cried his heart out when i left him on the second day.whereas in St.Mary's he was even scared to cry.... he just said " please ma pogathae ma" which broke my heart n i cried all the way home n had to call machu to find console . I knew his latha athai,the watchman , the ayya n teacher will make sure he is okay.whereas here with total strangers where sakhityan doesnt speak the English n dunno if he will follow wat they r saying,it was tough to leave him alone there.Eventually he made some gud frnds there n settled happily.

In fact i feel the Mrs.Cooke n other were considerate to the kids ,hugging n carrying them when they were too scared when their parents left, held their hands n took them everywhere till they felt comforted.I cant see this happening in sakhityan's new school where students will be more than the teacher cud handle.The frustrated ayya will shout at every given chance at children yelling all over the place.
This difference will be a big loss for me n sakhit n makes me leave a perumuchhu whenever i think of ST.Mary's.
Reading will become a distant past one day...but it will hold a special place in my history ......"Reading you will be in my heart forever".Not being easily reachable will make u even more special.....I wish someday i can walk in the lane near my house ( i doubt it will make me happy as now i will know no more it is mine). " Letting go" is wat u have taught me... n i have learnt it with a dent in my heart.