Daddy-
The man who made that baby I was into a woman that I am today
but, when I have become the woman he still sees the baby in me. The man who caught the first accents that fell from my tongue
and joined in my innocent glee.
My father, a man
of great ideals. He had big dreams for us and always strived to give us the best of everything. The few great things
I have learnt from this man is a never dying spirit to achieve the best of everything , a wish to make a difference to this
world and to unconditionally love the people around me.
People say I have got my nose, my lips and my eyes from him. There is
much more to it, I also got those fine tastes, those principles and values. Above all, that zeal to LIVE LIFE KING SIZE.
He says - You have a long way to go. I hope to make him proud some day...er, not that he isn't already ;)
Amma-
The
woman who brought me into this world, but thats not why I call her Amma. I call her Amma
for that enduring love all through, the confidence she bestowed in me, the patience with which she forgave all my mistakes.
This woman remembers the infant smiles that once filled her bossom with rapture, the joyful laugh of my child hood, the opening promise of
my youth and has great dreams for my future.
My mom's
the most determined lady I know. She has led a life of struggle but never gave up. She has
been the single most powerful force in keeping our family as a happy, contended unit. Looking at her I still wonder how a
person can be good at everything she does. If I am like her at least in some points, then I will have acquired a great deal.
My mother's influence in molding my character is conspicuous. She gave me that killer instict, the NEVER
SAY DIE attitude. To that discipline and patient, accurate resolve I owe not only much of my personality, but the best part
of my values and tastes. I attribute all my success in life to the moral, intellectual and physical education I received from
her. She is my TRUEST FRIEND .
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The wonder years |

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Kiran & Me |
Kiran-
Well, thats my kid brother. 2 years younger to me. We are the
best of friends and the worst of enemies. Even today I find few people with the ability to touch my sore spots as he does
and I can imagine the same for him.
Underneath it is love, trying to curb my excesses, ground my ideals,
not only is his advice from the heart source, its always smart! The older I get, the wiser he gets and he seems to get a great charge out of me. Though younger,
he is the one more matured. I always feel he got away with the best of the gene pool - Gee, How I wish I had half the talent.
He has such wide ranging interests from philosophy to writing, music to trekking,
drama to advertising. He is a dreamer and I am sure he gets all those amazing ideas, which I could never comprehend, from
those dreams. With all those creative juices flowing he is now doing what he loves most - Movies. Though this is just the
beginning he is showing a lot of promise. I know he will become a succesful director soon 
Thanks
to all the fights we have , I could never
tell him this - "Bro,you have never failed to be there when I needed you most. You have always treated me with love and respect.
For me, you always have ears that always listen, and eyes that never judge. I am honored just to know you, let alone to have
you as my brother."
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