Who Am I???

    The name: Renju Paul Mathews…rather uncanny,unique and difficult name to remember, Renju,as a word dosent have any meaning as such. A bit of a philosphical person, I grew up to be a GOD- fearing or a very Godly/religious person..

    I started life on a very good note..We were settled in Dubai.Dad is a Chartered Accountant,used to work for a private company.Mom’s a housewife..me and my sis,she’s a couple of years elder to me..

    Life was cool and  i liked dubai,we used to come to Kerala,India every summer holiday..i liked India a bit,but i couldnt stand the dirt and my grandpa being in a village, dirt was all around me…so i never liked getting out of home..so tht i dnt get dirty. Not tht i remember much about my childhood days, i ways everyone’s pet and maybe too pampered.I used to have my way in almost anything..my trump card-tears…i would cry and have it my way..well tht wouldnt work with dad..

     I was quite  studious at that time and would always end up second in class coz the guy who was first was really tough to beat him. But life was fun and i liked it. I had a very good friend, Reuben Menezes, my best friend, was in the same building as i was and was in my school The Indian High School,Dubai, a year younger to me and moroever,our dads worked in the same company.

     I had a theorem when i was really small. One day as my dad dropped me to school, i said-” Now I am small and daddy’s big and he drops me to school and goes to office. After a few years, I will become big and daddy will become small and then I will drop daddy to school and i’ll goto office.” Well, it didnt win me a Nobel Prize, but it b’came famous in my family..

     So here i was, enjoying life..sort of..i liked tht place a lot. Then it happened, i guess as it happens with most of the Non-Resident Indians, dad decided to sell off everything and go to India, and settle down in Kerala. My dad told me, its coz my grand parents were becoming old,so he wanted us to be there with them. Till today, i regard that as the toughest decision that a person can take. Imagine your life..all settled and going smooth for more than 10 years with you family and kids…and you have to uproot everything pack up and goto kerala, where you dont even know what you are gonna do…a very tough decision i must say…and needs a lot of guts.

         Leaving that place wasnt easy,especially for mom and dad.. The scene at the airport when v were leaving is something i wont ever forget..Everybody in tears and hugs n kisses, thats the first time i came face to face with the situation of parting with loved ones. Well, later it became a habit for me.Dont even feel bad nowadays. So there we were…Couldnt understand much at that time, but now when i look back i realize how important decisions are, coz tht decision changed our lives,maybe 180 degrees. I dunno good or bad, but trust me it wasnt something i wanted or liked. And thats when i first understoond the meaning of UNCERTAINITY…

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