I had written a similar post long back but didn’t like the way I had written it. So I thought, since I am on a writing spree today why not write a fresh post?
So Pillar of Strength?!? Rings any bells? Are you wondering “is she going to bore us with some iconic monumental place she visited”? Relax, it’s not even closely related to any place or thing.
My pillars of strength are my Family. I think for most of us it is right?? Well to start with we are funny, nice most of the times, weird occasionally and crazy always.If someone were to make a reality show on us we would be fetching the highest TRP’s. In other words we are a handful together,each one of us so different in personalities and nature. So thankfully my Mom can proudly say “my daughter inherited nothing from me and my Dad can say “my son doesn’t have any qualities of me”. We are not the typical family who say I love you and I miss you day in and out. Infact right after I got married, I got a bit emotional, shed a few tears and my Mom said ” Stop the drama,your going nowhere”. YES!!
Mom is somebody who has a heart of gold and has the strength of steel. It’s not in her nature to pamper you from head to toe and shower you with praises. She has her own way to show that she’s there for you. Her strength is her personality. Like I said earlier all of us are so different, but I really wish I can cook half as good as my Mom my husband would get better food at home!
Dad is the complete opposite of Mom. His No turns into a Yes in no time. He’s somebody whose built himself from scratch and stands where he is today with his own efforts and hard work. You cannot argue with him on anything cuz he knows it all.
Whatever I am today is and will always be because of my parents, strong, independent, confident and somebody who wants to make it big on my own.
I was the only child for almost ten years and even my brother was born I wished it was a girl and not a boy. When I went to see him in the hospital, he totally caught my attention and I smiled in glee. We are totally different like siblings, he’s like skinny fries and I am like an extra large cheese burger( in other words I mean he’s thin and I am fat). Not only when it comes to personalities but most of the times he acts like the older sibling. I wonder if I am actually ten years older to him.
The husband and myself are like chalk and cheese but what the hell, thats why opposites attract right?? I think I dominate him at times but I never accept it in front of him.
So that’s my Family we are crazy in our own ways but there for each other always to fall back upon. We are nothing without one and another. Life is beautiful and I am thankful, blessed always 🙂