This is how it started, like most interesting things in my life-With me scratching my head and asking myself...Whaaaaaaaaaaat????
1st Q- What is the one thing that makes our home unique to any other place?? .....
Ans- A place to sit back and relax.....
2nd Q- What can I gift my brother
to tell him he is special?? .....
Ans- Nothing but the best whatever it takes!!!!
Two questions and their two obvious answers took me through one
rocking
Building a Chair from scratch.......
A few more scratches on my head later I realised!!!!! , I knew nothing
about woodwork, knew nobody who knew about woodwork, knew
nothing about the time and efforts it would take, nothing about the costs
involved, nothing, nothing, nothing & some more nothings. The one thing I knew was the answer to my second question supported by the answer to my first question.
A plunge into the project, some expenses and some wood pieces later I was sitting with Chacha ( an awesome carpenter) at his furniture shop. Chacha was too sweet to allow me along with my army of friends and relatives into his shop and work as if it was our own. Chacha was a tough boss....I guess, he too wanted us to build nothing but the best. He encouraged and pushed us to give the best finishing to our work even when we were crying that we are tired.
Every day I had to decide what materials I would use to look like, apparently every idea in my head made life difficult for Chacha as he had to think about ways to make my ideas fly. And fly it did when we figured out & agreed a way to use shattered mirror glass for the finishing...the idea was brilliant and mirrored my idea perfectly...now I was happy.
Chacha’s shop was at the main road and for 1 month nobody known to me travelling back from work would miss seeing me sitting on the floor of the shop with all the dust happily cutting and polishing wood when they would be expecting me to be at home chopping vegetables and dressing the evening salad.....but nothing worried me... cause for a change...I WAS HAPPY
My chair making project was a talk of the town with all my friends and relatives. They all came...and how they came :) ...to click pictures...to help me...even if for a day...loved it. My joy knew no bounds when my all time hero, Papa came to help me. It is amazing how he is there for me every time I need him.
My brother got the best he deserved, the best pair of chairs in the world and I had the best time possible surrounded by family and friends. :)
And above all this I would love to tell you that without Rakesh my chairs wouldn’t have been the same!! And I would not like to spoil it by thanking him!!!
