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If we were having coffee…

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❤ I would tell you how fast everything around me is moving, especially these last few days of 2016. I have so many things to do and so little time. My laziness, especially while getting up in the morning, is adding to the woes :/ (more…)

Wait

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Life is certainly a roller coaster ride. At one moment, it takes you to the highest point and the next moment to the lowest low. And sometimes it leaves you somewhere in-between, hanging up in the mid-air. At this point, you can neither run away nor fight it, and just have to leave everything to God/ fate. It finally leads to our destiny.

For me these mid-air points in my life are what I find difficult to cope up with. I am torn between what my heart wants and what my mind says. At such times, I feel like dropping everything and running away from the whole world that seems to be plotting against me. I question God why am I chosen to endure this. But then, running away is never a way out.

And so, I try to soothe my solution searching soul that everything happens for a reason and in its own time…..just like the sun which takes hours to rise but when it finally does, it spreads light and warmth all around. And hence, I too wait patiently that one day time will come to fulfill what my heart wants. I just need to wait……patiently.

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The splendid light that rules the night

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After a long and tiresome day at office, on reaching home I laid down on my bed to straighten my spine. I had switched off the lights to create a serene and peaceful ambience for myself, so that i could relax. Suddenly I felt a ray of light on my face. The curtains in my room had been drawn down. So I tried to check where the light was coming from.  I live in the 2nd floor of my building and there were no high lights anywhere nearby. Then, I got a peek of the magnificent moon, shining brightly, through the ventilators of my room. The picture was such a breathtaking one that it kind of pulled me towards it. I opened the windows and sat in my bed to appreciate the Creator’s splendid creation.

I like the moon. I get a warm feeling when looking at the moon at night. My corporate life had grasped me in such a way that I had forgotten to pause and admire the beauty of nature. It has been quite some time since I have been able to spend any amount of time admiring the beautiful night sky. The full moon across my window made me realize this. Till my student life, from childhood to post graduation days, I always had some time to look at the moon and take in its brilliant radiance. It kind of rejuvenated me and filled me with a different kind of energy. As a kid, in the summers, when there used to be load shedding in my hometown, all the other kids in my neighbourhood along with my sisters had a nice time staring at the sky – at the moon and stars, trying to locate the pole star, constellations, etc. I kind of felt sad thinking about those days of carefree life and having time to stop and have a look at the world around me.

When I was looking at the moon that night, it seemed to be smiling majestically in the sky and reminding me of the good old days. It was enriching the beauty of the night. It was simply gorgeous! The moon seemed to be soaking away all my fatigue and filling me up with peace, calmness and happiness.

The moon changes its shape at regular intervals. The full moon fascinates me the most. And so does the crescent shaped new moon. For me, the former signifies the completion of a journey undertaken and the latter means a new beginning for me. This is infact how life is – after every completed journey, we embark on new ones.

Today, looking at the moon, I have realized there are positive things in life and these things make life beautiful. Life may be unfair or mean sometimes but if we have hope and faith, all the negativity and ugliness can be buried or overshadowed, by these positive things.

“The moon is a loyal companion.
It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Every day it’s a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it means to be human.
Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections.”

~ Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me

Joy of Giving

I love gifts. 🙂 I enjoy giving gifts as well as receiving them. Even though I am a ‘big’ girl now, a little something, nicely packed, always brings a radiant smile to my face and fills me with sweet warmth. The thrill of not knowing what’s inside the pretty package gives me an excitement which I enjoy to the core. Life is beautiful, presenting itself, with every moment, occasions to celebrate in our own sweet way. Most people buy gifts with a theme/reason behind it. Often, in case of your loved ones, the monetary value of the gift is not relevant, but the meaning is important. Handmade little things like cards, etc. always have a different appeal for us. The element of the special effort and time put in for creating the gift for our loved ones, is a way of saying – ‘You are special’.

There are people who buy and give gifts without putting much thought behind it. For them it might only  be a chore that is to be struck off from their ‘to do list’. But then, every individual have their own uniqueness and way of doing things. We cannot judge them for this.

I remember when we were kids, we 3 sisters used to give midnight birthday gifts (mainly handmade cards, bracelets, etc.) to each other on our birthdays, when the clock stroke 12! (I, not being very creative person, mainly made the cards by gluing the readymade items or some paper cuttings 😛 ). Back in those days, birthday gifts from school friends mainly consisted of a card and a little something of the birthday girl/boy’s likeness. I remember, we friends, hauling the Archies’ and Hallmark shops and going through each and every card on the racks to find a suitable card that would convey our message aptly to the receiver.

Festivals are a joy for everyone, for it means holidays, delicious food, loads of fun with friends and cousins and other family members and of course, not to be forgotten, gifts from the near and dear ones. For me the festivals and the memories associated with them, that I cherish and enjoy the most is Magh Bihu (January), Bohag Bihu (April) and Durga Puja (September – October).

Back in those good old days, the giving of gifts represented only love, friendship and regards, but in recent times this also has had some influence of commercialization. Mainly advertisements tempt us to buy certain stuffs which maybe pretty and nice but much of them has the probability of ending up in the storage.

Personally, when I choose a gift for my near and dear ones, I keep in mind a few things. First is the likes and dislikes and choices of the receiver of the gift. If it’s possible I try to find out what the receiver is currently in need of (a little bit of detective work goes a long way ;)) and then if it fits my budget. I also try to convey a message with it and make it a memorable one.

However, I believe that the most important thing is giving the gift from my heart, whatever it might be. I do not like to worry whether the gift is perfect or not. As long as my message reaches the concerned person, I am a happy and content girl. 😀 For me, the joy of giving comes in the happiness that our thoughtfulness and efforts brings to the other person.

And as the song goes….

little things you do for me
like nobody else make me feel good
little things you do for me
making me smile no one else could….

So guys spread the joy!