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Of Chocobars, Binge Watching and Impromptu Dancing

Ahana Gupta | November 19, 2020
Of Chocobars, Binge Watching and Impromptu Dancing

Sitting at home, the thought crosses my mind that every activity and aspect of my life, that does not involve wearing a mask, evokes a sense of nostalgia in me. On the same right, there are also areas that immediately bring a smile upon my face amid these wanderings in my mind. I will take the liberty of sharing some of these snippets with you.

Little hands made for great mischief!

One memory takes me back to my years as a toddler. I can clearly picturise the rather comical event that occurred while vacationing with my parents.

I’d spotted a lady who was sitting alone in the airport. I then made my way towards her and dunked my biscuit into her cup of tea. Quite obviously, she was infuriated and began yelling at my parents! In my defence, I was only maybe three years old. My parents now lose no opportunity to narrate this rather embarrassing episode to me.

Another of my habits—or better so obsessions—was my love for certain TV shows — namely Teletubbies, Dora the Explorer and Noddy. I would set an alarm or ask my mother to wake me up at 6 am just so I could watch Dora and the Teletubbies. In fact, there was even a time when adults constantly told me that I would even mouth the dialogues from this show while I slept. I had a huge collection of Dora dolls and merchandise, and my first birthday was supposedly a Noddy themed one. I also loved Winnie the Pooh movies and had quite literally had every single dialogue memorised!

I also owned a huge collection of DVDs; these are useless now in an era of online streaming. There were also the infamous (for my parents) Disney movies. I would play these on loop the entire day.

I also vividly recall, that there was also a phase I went through, when I wanted to be an animal rescuer. Of course, the inspiration was drawn from one Dora the Explorer episode. However, my animal rescuing aspirations were crushed when a cousin told me about the possibility of getting killed by an animal myself. This made me realise that any job, that did not involve a possible chance of me getting eaten by a shark, would be a safe bet.

The bookworm

For as long as I can remember, I have always been an aesthete. However, I hold a special liking for literature. I am still very fond of reading but there was yet another phase in my life when I was completely obsessed with books.

I was so voracious a reader that it would often affect my sleep cycle.  I would hide books under my pillows, sit under my nightlamp and read the entire night. I’d read the Harry Potter series in this manner. It was as though there was a certain sense of accomplishment in being able to read through the night without getting caught. I even recall dressing and acting like my favourite characters! I am sure these must have made for a humorous spectacle for onlookers.

Unforgettable memories and people

The fondest memories in my life this far are certainly from school. I joined St. Helen’s School in Kurseong, West Bengal, as a student of class one. Over the course of my time there, I made lasting memories. And beautiful ones at that. I had some of the best teachers who trusted my potential and extended opportunities. Some of the most looked forward to moments were when we’d play a game we called bombast. This was followed by breaking into dance at the far end of the class, and then we’d share lunch.

I consider St. Helen’s my second home and I revisit these memories all the more since I recently moved schools. Between walking through the corridors and wandering if my friend had brought along Maggi for lunch, to lessons, assembly skits and injuries aplenty, I can only look back with immense fondness. School allowed me to build great friendships. Drishti, in particular, is my regular companion during bouts of binge watching and my avowed partner in crime.

Then there’s Tanvee; she’s seen all my life’s phases — from the animal rescuer aspirant to the book worm, and everything in between! However, even though Tanvee and I were thick as thieves, she had to leave school. I then joined another group of friends.

With Sippora and Kunga, I realised we shared a common love for the Harry Potter series. We’d often impersonate characters from the book and for the most part, we found reason to spend as much time together.  The other highlight was the many momo parties with Alka, Sippora and Wandita and sharing guffaws of laughter with Leezum, Kavya, Anju, Anavi, Arunima, Shatabdi and Kavya Rai.

I really do owe it to my classmates for their contributions to my personal growth. This facet cannot be discounted. I also remember eating Chocobars and there is a rather poetic perception I have held about this savoury snack. In a certain way, a Chocobar has much in common with human life. It melts and is finished rather too soon but it the good feeling lingers on. I am glad I became friends with all these people whom I call family now. Initially, they seemed to provide great company but as time went by, I realised I stayed for the laughs and the memories we were creating.

There is one who holds a special place

But among all these friends, there is one who occupies pride of place. She has been a constant companion almost since childhood. My cousin, Mannat, has been both family and my best friend – a person whom I consider my confidante. I recall twinning clothes, playing, fighting and of course, our impromptu disco parties.

Living in the hills as I do extended me a rather calm and serene childhood. I have made many great memories, built strong friendships, and have cultivated varied interests. These have also imparted lessons, ones that are in no way less valuable than those imbibed within the confines of classrooms.  I am most grateful for all that I have experienced so far and I am ever ready to make more memories. This way, I can revisit these memories as I advance in years and say, “It has sure been a life well lived!”


Ahana Gupta

Ahana is a 13-year-old ICSE student who has bigger dreams than the size of Asia! She aspires to become a mental health therapist and an author and is keen to try her hand at song writing. Her hobbies include reading, writing, photography and watching movies. She looks up to her mother, Ravneet Gupta and her aunt, Inderbir Kaur who are her role models. She is aware that life involves a lot of toil and is more than ready to face her share of struggles with grace and courage.

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Shatabdi Rasaily
Shatabdi Rasaily
3 years ago

Loved it darling..❤

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Shatabdi Rasaily
3 years ago

Thank you:)

Harsheen Bindra
Harsheen Bindra
3 years ago

Awesome

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Harsheen Bindra
3 years ago

Thanks:)

Keshar
Keshar
3 years ago

Jst assam yaar. So well written.

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Keshar
3 years ago

Thank you:)

Kritika sah
Kritika sah
3 years ago

So well no written 😊

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Kritika sah
3 years ago

Thank you:)

Sonia Bindra
Sonia Bindra
3 years ago

Beautiful ❤️

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Sonia Bindra
3 years ago

Thank you:)

Anaviii
Anaviii
3 years ago

Ahana loved it:),and i miss you a lot,thank you for everything and i am very happy and proud of you:)Fighting!!♡

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Anaviii
3 years ago

Thank you:)

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Anaviii
3 years ago

I miss u too anavi❣

Sona Singh
Sona Singh
3 years ago

Superb ahana very well written and I still remember you how you were as a baby… ur shy round cute face.. and ur funny laughter. I would wait eagerly for you guys to come home and all our those trips we have done together. More power to you my darling baby love you loads !!!

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Sona Singh
3 years ago

Thank you:)

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Ahana
3 years ago

I have and will always look up to u..thank you tons for everything ..I love u ❣

Diksha agarwal
Diksha agarwal
3 years ago

So beautifully written dearrr😃

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Diksha agarwal
3 years ago

Thank you:)

Kavya A. R.
Kavya A. R.
3 years ago

Tysm For evrything Ahana.. Ganju loves you💖

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Kavya A. R.
3 years ago

Awwie ganju..I love you too❣❣

JANVI KUMARI
JANVI KUMARI
3 years ago

LOVED IT AHANA.

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  JANVI KUMARI
3 years ago

Thank you

Drishti
Drishti
3 years ago

Thanks for the amazing article…love you loads♥️

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Drishti
3 years ago

Awwie..thanks ..love u too dishi❤

Upasana
Upasana
3 years ago

Beautifully written ❤️
Life has just become for you ahana, keep these memories and people tight in the roller coaster ahead! 😁

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Upasana
3 years ago

Awwie..thank u ..love u💖

Upasana
Upasana
Reply to  Upasana
3 years ago

Typo *begun not become

Shristi Baraily
Shristi Baraily
3 years ago

Wow this is so good. I am proud of you and love you:)

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Shristi Baraily
3 years ago

Love u too shrishti..thanks 😊

Mannat
Mannat
3 years ago

Beautiful writting as always ❤️❤️

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Mannat
3 years ago

Awwiieee.. love u❣

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Mannat
3 years ago

And look who’s speaking..you write so well yourself 😁

Smriti Gupta
Smriti Gupta
3 years ago

Beautifully written💗

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Smriti Gupta
3 years ago

Thank you smriti di :)❤

Ravneet
Ravneet
3 years ago

I feel so nostalgic reading this… bought to life so many of your childhood memories..they are precious to me as you are.

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Ravneet
3 years ago

Thank you mom❣💖

Anshika
Anshika
3 years ago

awesome ahana💛💛

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Anshika
3 years ago

Thank you:)

Shweta soni
Shweta soni
3 years ago

How sweet Ahana….love you nd ur writing my dear

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Shweta soni
3 years ago

Thank you:)

Tanushree
Tanushree
3 years ago

Ahana you write so simply and yet manage to say so much. Very smooth flow of narration. Keep it up 👍

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Tanushree
3 years ago

Thank you:)

Srijana Sharma
Srijana Sharma
3 years ago

Very honestly written , enjoyed reading it dear.

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Srijana Sharma
3 years ago

Thank you miss:)

Priyakee
Priyakee
3 years ago

Awww… 🥰 this is so cute 👍👍loved every bit of it my Ahanu baby. I could almost SEE what you narrated…. the oh so familiar school corridors, reading under the night lamp.. breaking into a dance 😄😄👍👍👍👍
Do keep writing… it does wonders to the reader’s soul

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Priyakee
3 years ago

Thank you so much badi mum:)

Harmeet Rekhi
Harmeet Rekhi
3 years ago

That was great work Ahana

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Harmeet Rekhi
3 years ago

Thank you:)

Ripon Uncle
Ripon Uncle
3 years ago

I remember your first birthday vividly as i was the one who painted all the posters of noddy that were displayed in the premises of the kurseong railway station coffee shop which was there though for a very brief period of time , later sadly the coffee shop closed doors

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Ripon Uncle
3 years ago

🙂

Eunji
Eunji
3 years ago

Awwww so sorry for commenting late but like really thanks for everything you have done love you🤧💜❤

Ahana
Ahana
Reply to  Eunji
3 years ago

Thanks
.sorry for responding late..love u kunga dhunga😁🤍🤍

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