I am what you call a quintessential ARMY BRAT! And hence a RESTLESS SOUL! Since the moment I started understanding things there has been just one constant in my life and that is CHANGE. Every two to three years it meant a new place, a new home, a new school and new friends. I am one of those lucky few who have made friends all over the country. It’s almost as if there is someone I know in every city. Now, how lucky am I? As an adult, I am never alone with so many friends all over.
We are born with “Confidence” and the “Art of Conversation” runs in our blood. We are bold and yet responsible, tolerant yet strong enough to voice our opinions and above all adaptability is our biggest strength. To be honest, these things we learn from the cradle itself. Constant change is a hard teacher but the lessons you learn make you a stronger person. Our basics start from punctuality itself, respect for all is the next lesson, looking back is not an option and learning everything is good for our all-round development. Maybe that is why we are good at almost every practical thing and fail to excel like others. But still, we are no less because ultimately what matters is how we project ourselves. And that is one thing we have learned down pat.
Never ask where we were raised because you will not like the answer. Every couple of years it was a new place. It was a new beginning in all respects but the teachings and our environment were still the same. As an army brat, our permanent address is just an address on the paper. We live there only during vacations. We don’t have the luxury of being permanent anywhere. Our home is in our heart. As they say, you cannot judge us for you haven’t stepped in our shoes.
Our ups and downs were different from yours but they were still there. We missed celebrating festivals as a family, many times. But our extended family was always there to rejoice with us. When we were sad they came around to raise our spirits. Our family does not consist just of our parents and siblings but it includes all those who touch our lives. The base is our family.
Some father’s wear suits and ties but mine wore combat boots and dog tags. According to us heroes don’t wear capes, they wear the military colors. I do lead an unsettled and transient life and yet it has indeed been a privileged life. I wear the badge of “MILITARY BRAT” with pride and honor.