idiocracy of a wavering mind(days of yore more)

Know the field that raised the crop......

with that thought rested in my mind let me rewind back in time and figure out my maternal side of the family.
A closely knit united family which can trace its lineage many a mile,The Badhwars are a dreamy lot living through time with the Best of the past and the present.
The lot for who what you had superficially did not matter n what mattered was who you were as a person....
education(n not results),upbringing,culture,ethics,honesty,commitment and a certain sense of street survival...TRUE ARISTOCRACY.
I never met my maternal grandfather but till date i hear stories of what a great man he was..a league apart...a more real person...n i crave to have just met him once.
a man who could raise a flock like his to become the men and women they are must truly have been many a persons idol.
But the person i did meet was my grandmother and my roll model.
a lady in the true sense and a higher being beyond comparison.
a person who taught me all i know and engrained in my head the thoughts of being....of being a man in the true sense.
A product of woodstock my grandmother was this wonderful soul who taught me more than what i learnt in any school or what i could ever learn just with her stories.
ever since i was a lil boy i would look forward to her company and spend hours just playing Scrabble and hearing her tales of enlightement.
A friend i truly miss...but then in life i guess nothing stays forever and if you believe in fairytales you are just fooling yourself.
fairytales only happened with HAANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSON and ENID BLYTON and we were brought up thinking that was the truth.
I still remember as a child looking for pixies in the garden and goblins amongst my friends...was it correct fr such learned souls,no offence meant,to be fooling little children like us into believing that another world besides the real one existed???
The fallacy still carries on and would have been more was it not for my grandmother who would keep all her grandchildren in moderation(i was her favourite though and everyone was jealous cause it took a lot to keep her attention :-) but then that was my source of entertainment and getting everyones attention )
i learnt my manners,conversation skills,knowledge,the way of being thanks to the endless hours spent with her.After she decided that she had had enough of this worldly existence she left me friendless and i still hunt for that one person who i could have a similar connect with...tough ask and am still looking.
life goes on but leaves behind landmarks...she will be my biggest one...the person who made me realise what i am today.

one of the few people whose presence i would always miss.


Well here i am in a pensive mood having told yu a bit about my field...
will return later with anecdotes frm my existance...
cheers