It also is time to wish, a quiet and dedicated member of our Ef, Daisy M a very happy birthday .. good health, and all the joys of the world for you ..

A home is a place of almost pious presence. It is built because it houses those that live and care within it for its feel of togetherness and love and understanding. It is the modern day temple from all that is going wrong with the world. I am fortunate that I belong to that part of the world that has traditionally believed and has dutifully complied with the thought that when the family stays under one roof there is ultimate harmony and love that gets expressed eternally ..

Each contestant that I meet on the sets of KBC expresses similar desire. They are of challenged means. They have not the luxury of home and house of their own, yet all they ever want is to create an environment in the house so that their entire family can come together and live together. This desire to remain together, to care and consider the conditions of their elders is one that is universally expressed each day. And for this I wish to thank all those that think similar. These old concepts of being under one roof, has been through the test of time and the largest percentage of our people believe and thrive that thus be achieved. The grace the beauty and the warmth of such conditioning is what fills me with pride for my countrymen and women. Let not our traditions break or be diluted or polluted, by the ill guided thoughts from other regions. Our studies and scriptures and all that the wise may ever have thought of is by itself a wonder. It is an entire dedicated wanting which some of us, mostly from the metro region fail to understand. But let me say this, that culturally and in every other way, our system has been through the test of time. Thousands of years of our history and belief has been designed by those great souls after immense study and research, in conclusion of which it would be fairly correct to say that what they did do has proven to be correct and wise.

I would spend the rest of my life in guilt and remorse if I were to, in some small way, forego the idea of looking after my parents as they grew older. They caught my little finger and taught me how to walk along with them. In their old age, when the walk for them is like a discovery of another continent, will we be able to hold their hands and help them to walk, albeit almost child like, to their destination.

It is the moment that they would bless me or bless any that found themselves in their company for teaching the correct values of life. I shall always respect that, and respect what they felt when their parents inculcated these blessings on them.

On another note. What is it that we all think when we get to bed. When after a great toil at the end we submit ourselves to a mattress a bed and a pillow ? Or do we just allow the body to take over our functions and let nature exercise its demands.

I do remember what I think and at times I try to also remember the dreams that occur quite rapidly. When you are in the middle of a dream, subconsciously we know when within it that we need to remember it when we wake. But at the time of the waking all is lost. Not because we did not remember, but because other more material dreams take over and do not allow you to drive to your destination. I forget those dreams, but I remember those that come vividly to me each night. They make no sense when I am within them, but many a times days months years later something occurs, unrelated, and the suddenly you discover that it was a moment that you had witnessed before. Where when and how that is unknown until, you link it with your dream and the entire story unfolds in your mind and at times it gets vocal too …

I need to dream now … to remember to see to experience … that which I shall accidentally come by with again ..

Amitabh Bachchan