All that.. What goes for the 1st time

ಒಂದೋ.. ಎರಡೋ.. ಮೂರೋ.. ನಾಲ್ಕೋ…

ಒಂದೋ.. ಎರಡೋ.. ಮೂರೋ.. ನಾಲ್ಕೋ….

She went on saying this and little did I realize that I tutored this tiny two and half year old to utter numbers in the language she never heard any before, As her mom was on my door to pick her gal (OK! I do baby sit sometimes, well Kids love walking to me.* Disclaimer: Im not singing my praises here *) she puzzled as what alien thing her daughter is reciting. (* I bet! She gave a second thought of sending her in for next time *) as calm as ever, i made her known that her little one now can sing a numbers in KANNADA.  I could sense the excitement in her mother eyes as she said “You are the 1^st one teach her Numbers, well, I must freeze this moment.. “ I amused with smiling back “Parents..!! these days”

Waving a goodbye to my favorite moppet i could still overhear her rhythmic echo behind. The method to my madness bug inside caught me to structure this random thought to my whole nine yard experience. As I plunged into dwelling upon my 1^st timings the reel of life began to run, I had to pause it..!! I had to pause it thinking how every 1^st moment, every 1^st incident, every 1^st thing is lumped together with 1^st person.. knowingly or unknown to themselves HE/SHE leave their mark behind..

Remember..

Amma, Mummy or Maa,, Guess most of us announced to the whole world, “Yes! We can speak too” with same word, it was not just a simple phrase for us, it was lot more than that, it was that 1^st person we ever got attached, that’s the Mother, The 1^st person behind our 1^st slate, 1^st chalk piece, 1^st ever book or schoolbag or any random thing we ever wanted then and it was Father. That brother, who 1^st time taught how to hold a pen to how to handle that a heartbreak, that sister from whom we learnt how to peddle a cycle and those cousins who 1^st shared our thoughts our play area, those neighbor friends from we learnt to play galli Cricket, to build a castle with or how to wrangle around,

That 1^st stranger whose hand we held and walked into was the our Kinder garden Ayaa, or that 1^st teacher who was patient enough to deal with our annoying tantrums, that neighbor uncle who tapped our back on our stupider diagram or that 1^st  beautiful lady we admired across the streets, that friend who shared a bench with for the 1^st time would never knew he would be endless number of times will be the 1st timer for us.. 

those 1^st few to be official gangsta  friends or that volleyball coach who 1^st perused how to hold a ball, that aunt behind our 1^st cooking experience (well I can’t assure she did a good job :P)  that 1^st computer trainer who took us to world of Internet or that 1^st group mate who stayed late after collage to make the 1^st ever presentation next day, or that maternal uncle with whom we learnt how to get hands on that Dream BIKE, that 1^st cute guy/gal who smiled at You.. that 1^st one for whose dimples made your heart beat bit in a blues, that 1^st person you penned down your feelings for or that 1^st thurky friend who made you to do so, that group of a guys you got into 1^st ever fight (now looking back and laughing, how silly was that) .. that 1^st few friends you had a night out with or that buddy you raised 1^st beer with, the 1^st senior to tell you “Its OK to have a backlog” and that 1^st Junior girl who came to campus gymnasium looking for You, (* This was more or less like winning a NOBLE *) that 1^st ever friend to send orkut’s request, 1^st one to follow you on twitter and insta or the 1^st quoran who upvoted your 1^st ever answer..

Those 1^st colleagues to become a team with and that 1^st people you shared your “Employee of the Month” treat, that 1^st girl you saw on matrimony site (Man mein laddu footey..!!) that 1^st time your finger clenched in your Baby gals hand..

Wooo,, As I recall , all i know those 1^st ones who make “life little out of ordinary..”

PS: Breathing space with a thought for how many out there I have been that 1^st ONE..  :) 


the Backround music goes as..

ನೆನಪಿದೆಯೇ ಮೊದಲಾ ಸರಸ.. ನೆನಪಿದೆಯೇ ಮೊದಲಾ ವಿರಸ..
ನೆನಪಿದೆಯೇ ಮೊದಲು ತಂದ ಸಂಭ್ರಮದ್ ಕಾಣಿಕೆ........

(movie : Amruthadhaare)