The alarm goes off and it’s a new day. I can hear the magpie singing to his mate as he tells her how beautiful the day is. And now the cuckoo has flown in as well. All in good harmony singing along to a bright and wonderful day with the woodpecker coming back for the seconds.
And then I smile to myself , and like a can that’s being opened, there’s a sudden gush of thoughts that flow out from my mind – the delicious emotion on getting his school snack box look interesting, wondering if today is going to be a day on flats or am I in a mood to go clippity clop in my shoes.
Will I have a busy bee day at work or will I just swing by through the day in the calmness of each moment.
A few minutes later, as I sip my coffee I’m left with a thought “what’s in a day” … and almost like an echo, comes the reply “Life is beautiful in this beautiful world”
I’d like to believe that every new born in this world is symbol of God’s love for us, and that is why we celebrate that day of a child’s birth every year. And so we have so many such days that we pick out of the calendar and make the most of it.
So if you have a special day in your heart that you’d like to celebrate – go right ahead and do it. One thing is for certain, you will “definitely add more to that day every time you celebrate it.” – TRY IT , YOU JUST MIGHT LIKE IT.
And when the sun goes down and I crawl back into my bed, after kissing my son good night, and turning to my husband with love, be it tough day or a happy one, I know this much – I lived to enjoy JUST ANOTHER DAY!
He called us The Packs. And that just stuck. A united bunch and yet so distinguished and different in our personalities. We found common ground which was ” happiness and laughter and oh yeah a lot of food.”
Whether it was travelling by air, or bus or train – we had so much fun. I remember this one trip to Chennai, where the meeting wound up ahead of schedule and the 2 of us just spent 2/3 hours at the train station killing time, completely drained from the hot sticky weather and yet so happy doing nothing.
One can’t forget our trips to Cochin and the night we rolled in laughter after having watched the you tube video of “the man who went to Malta” That night we were all stranded at Cochin, due to rains and well this pack was just having fun, laughing away like ‘hyenas cackling in a barn. ‘
Of course we loved tennis you see, so the man from Pallakad and myself would have these “read between the lines conversations” and we’d have one smart one standing over, head moving from left to right trying to make sense of our conversation. I’d laugh it all off saying “when 2 intelligent people are talking why interrupt”
My oh my, there was so much joy, fun, amidst all the work and it’s daily challenges and XL sheets, endless presentations 🙄, and yes we disagreed a lot – but we still pulled together. And why not we had 33% of the Packs share being held together by one great man.
So let’s see : we had an artistic dreamer, 2 rum barrels, 1 electrifying man, 2 men who lived on the brighter side of life on top view 😉 and then the tubelight who kept everyone alert.
It’s been 4years now & some of us have moved out of town, across the ocean to scare the cat underneath the queens chair, ones moved to sheik a bit, but I guess the bond of friendship just stood the test of time.
I’m sure we all have such groups of friends in our lives and that’s the beauty of time and friendship.
You learn and grow and fall, you laugh, you cry , and you cherish it all.
That’s the beauty of life.
So blessed to have this beautiful group of Packs – my friends for life. Thank you.
Her bare feet curled up, at the edge of the chair, she told her story. Her eyes moist, cause she knew she was still searching for answers. But her heart whispered “it’s ok – I’ve got this.”
At that moment she realised she was exactly where she wanted to be and it was all part of His plan.She thought to her self and said “hey I make a good juggler but yeah at times I get a little confused and it all falls”
then a little voice said to her ” but then you pick it all up and start again”
And a smile cut across her face😊
She looked outside the window, all excited cause it was raining , and her heart jumped for joy.
The pakodas, chaai , little snails crawling, earthworms making their way through puddles..she knew in that instant it was going to be fine.
This beautiful thing called LIFE caught her with outstretched arms and she looked up.. and said Thank You.
If you believe, you will be able to face the world & reality.
‘It’s when we don’t, that we try to avoid it.’
At times even I forget, then when He & I talk, that’s when it hits me & I tell myself, ‘Why did you waste your time fighting with yourself & the world? Why didn’t I go to Him in the 1st place?’
**some of you maybe thinking, what’s with her these days?
But I’m only sharing my experience.
We’ll read books & articles from writers & bloggers and share.
I ain’t any of it. I’m just me. Sharing my own experience, in my own small way. 😊
Truth be told – if you really want help, all you have to do is look up. 🙏
Homesexuality.. some of us support this concept or our friends and loved ones, without ever understanding the reason why it even happens. Leave aside it being perverse but the fact that the issue is far more deep routed ..it could be
(1) all the way back to conception,
(2) upbringing – role played by father & mother
(3) and finally society
Other yet serious issues: April could have a bad temper, Joshua could have a hunch and Chloe could be a tom boy , or I could be scared of the dark and many more examples and yet we never know why we are the way we are.
Yet again ‘Unmasking the Lie’, by Anthony Lobo.
Do we live in ‘denial, or stand firm on the way we’ve lived thus far or have a “we know it all” attitude, this doesn’t apply to me, I read a lot, I have my ways’
do we introspect and search for answers in Prayer, reading , counselling and correct them?
Just a deeper understanding of oneself, which if accepted, can lead to forgiveness & healing and a more meaningful Life.
For me I think I’d like to understand myself better.
I don’t have all the answers.
Only God has them🙏 so I’ll keep talking to Him ( on and on and on and on 😊 )
And many more people got inked. So very proud .. proud citizens. Making our country proud.
I have to ask though ; “are you really proud?”
So we watched the men and women of high society not too long ago, carrying broomsticks in their hands and surrounded by you & me locals cleaning the streets of Mumbai and everywhere else. Are you telling me that they managed to clean the streets of India so quickly ? What happened, why did they stop sweeping? No wait I think they said “abracadabra, go away garbage ” and lo and behold it was done … Clean India … wow . Mission possible.
Which brings me back to the inking. Over the years , over generations of governments, the parties campaigned around our streets , promising a better tomorrow & we believed and voted.
Ah did any of those governments put up garbage bins at regular intervals on the streets of India?
And whatever happened to the Clean India campaign, in the past 2 years , I haven’t seen any such initiative to keep our streets clean & live by that promise.
But then it hit me.. we are still making them bins..in India and oh yes! And we all know, how long that’ll take. Until then, can those ladies in glass houses return back to the streets or better yet set up garbage bins for us.
Where I live, the garbage is collected only at 10am, which means that the streets and our lanes are not cleaned in time for a new day. Why can’t we have a system which ensures our roads and by lanes are cleaned by 7am and the garbage collectors can finish their morning shift and get around to something more financially productive for them during the day or even eductaing them?
In the theatre halls there are advertisements of cleanliness.. why only theatres and the rest of the places?
We can keep voting and debating on who won and why ..
I only ask this question how many more years will our country take to set up something so basic as garbage bins on our streets or are they ok to see garbage been thrown out of cars and dumped on the roads, while we continue to hold up and say “Clean India”!
It’s the 30th of Dec and I sit here by myself reflecting on the 365 days that have gone by [leap year]
To be honest, over the past 2 months there’s been this word buzzing in my head.. a word I disliked over the years and just never liked hearing it when used in conversation “OUTSIDER”
Today as a sit to reflect on the year 2016, it finally came to me, that much as disliked the word, one thing I did do this year is not be an outsider to my own self. I just decided to listen to that inner voice in my head , that inner voice in my heart and slowly but surely, I found my way back to myself.
Did I make peace with myself .. I’m not sure how to answer that, but I definitely found peace with God. Do I talk to him everyday? Some days I have dedicated time with Him and some days as I am knocking around through the day, I talk to Him.
And with that life just changed. The retreat was the turning point of my life in 2016 and ohh I danced up and down with joy over my experience and never shy to share with you all, over and over. 🙂
And so the drift continued and it got stronger in time and it still has a long journey to go together.
I am no more “the outsider” .. do I still like the word being used? .. NO. it’s a very cold word and wouldn’t like to hear it or feel it either or even use in conversation with anyone or for anyone.
365 days and 1 more to go & I am surely looking forward to 2017 to experience and enjoy and learn from Gods amazing plans for me.
Wishing you all A very happy year ending to 2016 and All the best & Gods blessing on each one of you and your families as you step into 2017.