Sunayana’s Blog


Posted on: June 18, 2007

Last night, I was in the garden below my house engrossed in some work on my laptop. Suddenly, I heard a voice say “Dhingli, shu kare che?”. Thats Gujarati for “Little doll, what are you doing?”. The voice was familiar and it took me back to many years ago. When I was in Mount Carmel, from Junior KG, thats when I was 4, to fourth grade, when I was 9, I went to school by autorickshaw. The auto driver was a man named Pankajbhai, and he used to call me ‘Dhingli’, because he said that I was like a doll. The garden was really dark and I couldn’t see who it was, but only one person ever called me that, so I recognized him. I smiled at him and told him that I was working on my laptop. He said that I had grown up so quickly, become a young woman now, time flies and you don’t even realize it.

Pankajbhai drove the auto for a few years after I started going to school by bus. Everyone liked him and he made enough money to be able to switch to driving a school van. Now, he is a well off and has a business of his own, he lives in the same apartment complex as I do. He has called my family and me over for dinner and promised to tell me stories of how I used to be when I was a child.

People you never expect to ever see again come back into your life. To help you relive the memories you have no time to think about. And put a smile on your face.


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