Becoming an Indian; Denying my father

 

Hi all,

 

I am back after a long span of time. Actually, these days I didn’t feel like blogging. There are certain incidents which I would like to blog here, which happened in this span of time. I will be writing them all later.

 

Now, it’s the time of elections to the Lok Sabha. Yesterday (16-04-2009) I casted my first vote, tereby utilizing the fundamental right of a citizen of Union Republic of India, becoming an Indian in full sense (?). The main candidates in Ernakulam Parliamentary Constituency were the following:

Prof. K V Thomas

Prof. K V Thomas

Sindhu Joy

Sindhu Joy

A N Radhakrishnan

A N Radhakrishnan

 

 

It’s the first election that takes place after the redesigning the boundaries of Parliamentary Constituencies. I had to vote at BVHS, Nayarambalam at Booth No: 49 of Vypeen State Assembly Constituency (formerly, Njarakkal Constituency) – No: 79 with a serial no: 393.

 

 

As it’s my first vote, like everyone else, I was very excited to cast my vote. So I reached 5 minutes earlier to the commencement of polling: at 6:55 AM. There’s not much a of long queue, and I could be, I would say, seventh or eighth person to vote in that booth. My mom was also with me.

 

One of the stunning incident at home was that, I guess, my father did a great mistake to me, might be the first mistake he does to me and which I never expected from him. He asked me to vote for LDF, and said then only I will be having an affinity towards some idiologies. I was takenaback, and I couldn’t help denying him for the reason I quoted in the former paragraph.

My First Vote

My First Vote

 

Unexpectedly, my father asked me what I am gonna do after B.tech. The very question all the engineering students are dumb at. In this era of recession, I couldn’t open my mouth against his question and I just retaliated IAS or MS (Oh God, I could say this!!!) in an absent-minded manner that he just smiled at me.

 

Also, it’s Vishu on 14th April. To my surprise, there was a packet of crackers and other Vishu articles bought at home, waiting for me. Mom said, still they consider me as a child (Ah me!! 20 Years old chap!!!)

 

On coming back from home, there was a same discussion on the future plans. It turned out to be more a forum of grievences than a discussion. Nobody still has an idea about it – GATE, GRE, CAT, MAT… all these T’s were under consideration, and even starting a company too…

 

Esha and Alok gave me a birthday present – a beautiful diary and two pens… one which I like the best. Thanks guys…

 

 

Keep in touch…

 

Arunanand T A

 

One Response to Becoming an Indian; Denying my father

  1. ajay ramesh says:

    nice memory

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