Not in my wildest dreams

I had not imagined 20 odd years back when I was in school, that I would be busy revising subjects like social studies,mathematics, science and languages 20 odd years hence. Not in my wildest dreams. When you close the books related to these subjects one last time, at the end of school years, you say to yourself, that is it. You do not intend reading up any of those concepts anymore in your life because you are done with it. There were greener pastures at which to graze. Newer subjects to master.

Little do we realize that these concepts that we thought we were doing away with, will keep surfacing back in our lives, many years later. Sometimes more than once. Its almost like being back in school again. Except this time around, there are no exams to take at the end of the year.

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Children of a lesser God.

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For all the children that have one too many, Kuppam is a lesson. We
carried toys, bags, clothes, underwear, bangles, accessories, barbie
dolls, jigsaws, biscuits, chocolates, towels, boxes, and anything we
could get my hands on at home, that was not in use anymore. And did we
have an audience.They hovered around like a swarm of bees throughout
the day, even though we had told them that the distribution of goodies
will commence only at 5 in the evening. The children came in dozens,
all claiming a share of what we had to give away. Sometimes they came
back for two or more shares.They were fascinated with stuff that they
could get their hands on. I will go back again with more goodies for
everyone.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart!

I got a message today that March 1st week is celebrated as a week to write an appreciation letter to a person who brightens my day, helps me out or does little things in my neighborhood or the larger community. I will be doing a HUGE injustice to the people in my life if I do not appreciate everyone for the many things they do to make my life happy,comfortable, peaceful and loaded with blessings!

So here is to all my friends who have made my journey called life a worthwhile experience! I love you all!

And here are a special few that I have to mention.

GSR, for trusting me, loving me despite my faults, for being there to share my life, thank you!

Akanksha, you gave me meaning to my life. I love you for being the reason for all my happiness in life. You make life seem like a string of events to laugh and blog about. Thank you!

Ma, For being my best friend for the last 40 years! Thank you!

Arun, for putting up with me for 23 years under the same roof and making it sound like fun , thank you!

Chaks, for all the laughs and lovely memories, thank you!

Jiten, for the insights and the wisdom on anything on Earth, thank you!

Nair, my wonderful friend, without you life would have been one colorless canvas. Thank you for  the laughs!

Rajen, my mentor first and always, my best friend and confidant, thank you!

Hema, you are a source of inspiration, strength, fortitude. Thank you for being you!

Janhavee, I know you wish me well always, now and for evermore, thank you!

Jiya, for the enthusiasm and encouragement to do stuff and telling me that I was worth emulating for confidence and assertiveness, thank you!

Meena, you proved that people in the family CAN be wonderful friends! Thank you for that and the many cups of cabbage soup we shared!

Corinne, thank you accepting me as a friend despite my colour, religion and cross cultural differences!

And to all the people in my life who have helped me become a better person and constantly remind me that I am not perfect, a BIG thank you!

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I was bad….

….at Math when I needed to be good. I suppose I was the way I was because I did not work on the concepts I was learning. This evening my mother observed that I was good at teaching concepts to my ten year old. I wonder why I never enjoyed Math when I was her age. I had this incredible detest towards the subject. I dreaded the day they gave back corrected papers. It was the only day I hated being roll number one in the attendance records. I so hated my classmates who waited with restless anticipation to see how much they had missed scoring. I was restless too. But not for the same reasons.

I wish I am given a chance to show my math teachers at school how I have improved now.

Choking truth

My mom choked on a pill this evening. I think I caused it. I asked her if she was ready for dinner and she answered with the pill and a mouthful of water in her mouth. And then it happened. For three minutes after that she was out of sorts. She coughed continuously and couldn’t breathe. I watched her struggle and gasp for breath. I was not sure if she needed me to help. When I ventured to pat her back, she pushed me away. She drew a short breath before I panicked. Her eyes were watering, her face reddened. I gave her a sip of water and spoke to her in a calm voice. She collected herself within minutes and was her usual self again.

I reflected on what could have been when the episode subsided. What if she had collapsed tonight? I am ashamed of the next question that popped up. What if the inevitable had happened ….just when the exams were about to begin at school. My mom laughed at the question when I confessed to her later.

My faith in moms was renewed. I hope I will live to love and forgive my daughter for slights like those when I grow old.

I love you ma.

I am Buddha

No. It is not any proclamation for fame. I have begun reading a book
on spirituality this morning. If you had told me a month back that I
will be reading books on spirituality soon, I would have brushed it
aside as an impossibility. But what was to be, is. I am reading
Eckhart Tolle’s “The Power of Now” and I have made a realization
within few minutes of beginning the book- I experience many bouts of ‘
no mind ‘ states through the day. That according to Tolle is a sure
shot way to be close to the Being.

I vow to be awakened to my thoughts and emotions from now.

Therefore, I am Buddha – the awakened one. Now you know.