Baba as I lovingly call my father is a civil engineer by profession, and a doctor by heart. He is passionate about his medicine practice (Homeopathy). Maa is a home-maker who teaches underprivileged kids and helps them with their studies in her spare time.
As they say - dad is a daughter’s first love. He always made sure that both of us sisters got the best education and the best of everything in our life. Due to his transferable job, we travelled all over India, which helped us meet different people and learn different cultures, giving us a broader perspective of life. He is always the first person to know about any important decision, and openly shares his thoughts. Till this date (with his guidance, seemingly difficult things became easy), I rely on his advice in every step of my life. He does not hesitate to pamper us with all the gifts.
Mom is the stricter among both. Starting from helping us do our home-works to take us to Music and dance classes, she made sure we grow up into all-rounder- not sure how much success she had in that. Like every mother, she wants her children to succeed in every phase of their life. Her whole life revolved around me and my sister. Among many traits that we sisters have inherited from her, the most prominent are Travelling and Shopping (yes, you got it right).
Both of them have always taught us to appreciate Life and respect others. They are the most wonderful people in the world. And I always know, whatever phase of life I am in, they are always there to support and protect me. I am thankful to God for blessing me with such beautiful parents.
She is the youngest of us, but acts like an elder sister to me, giving me all the advices. Growing up we had regular sibling rivalry fighting over each and every thing around, not knowing that we were going to be the best of friends in future. She is my best buddy and also the worst critic. Starting from buying dresses to visiting places, I need her in every phase of my life.
There are not enough words to describe my loving, caring, beautiful, confident, outgoing, talkative, smart, courageous, intelligent, and witty sister. Currently living in Toronto, Canada, she has already seen half of the world. She loves making lots of friends, and I mean lots and lots of friends. She genuinely cares about each and every one, and tries to make everything around her beautiful and lovable. She is the BEST in everything she does, and I look up to her, right from fashion to culinary tips.
Dad is a retired Government serviceman, and Mom is a house-wife. Right from our childhood, both me and my elder sister were brought up with enormous amount of love and pamper.
Dad always focused on providing us a well-rounded education, every bit he could. All through his working years, he never saved any money for himself, or made any big investments– he selflessly spent everything on both of our studies. A large number of my past decisions in the early part of my education were influenced by Dad, all of which went on to shape whatever humble career I could make.
Mom has always been my emotional support system. While her doting affection would keep the kid inside me from growing up, she herself evolved into more of a friend, making it easy for me to share almost anything and everything with her. Chasing everyday life, whenever I would hit a low, the serenity of her lap would feel like a silent assurance from the Divine that everything will be fine. And of course, she cooks the best food in this World.
Both of my parents have always encouraged me to dream & supported me in following them, howsoever off-beat my choices may seem to their eyes. And yes, the best part is – they are always open to discuss any differences in perspective – making the words generation gap feel inconsequential.
My beautiful sister is my buddy, guide and guardian. We grew up sharing our lives, and we continue to share the same unique equation. Like any siblings, we do fight a lot, mostly over trivial differences, later to realize that we were fighting for the same side – my side – only that our perspectives were different. Elder to me by 4 years, she is extremely protective of me, and always watches my back. In her own life, much to my inspiration, she is a Superwoman – playing a loving wife, mother to 2 overtly curious (read naughty) kids, a hands-on daughter-in-law, a school teacher by profession and running her own parallel business – all at one time, seamlessly juggling roles. Brother-in-lawis fun-loving, caring and always guides me. His relentless enthusiasm & dedication for his business has redefined the word passion for me.
My elder sister has 2 lovely kids – 9 years old Debarka and 3 years old Samayita.
My Nephew Debarka (a.k.a. Hrik) and I have been partner in lot of crimes. My own childhood memories allow me to instantly connect with his imaginative World and its fantasies, and that’s what bonds us. Don’t let his handsome looks deceive you – because when he puts on his Spiderman mask and Superman cape – and swings his countless collection of (plastic) guns – he could be quite a saviour of us mortals. Pampering him only makes me go back to my childhood.
My Niece Samayita (a.k.a. Maani) is cute like a button. Her innocent eyes and disarming smile can almost make all her tantrums look adorable. Only that she keeps clinging to her mother – and is yet to strike friends with me – but then, I am on the mission.