Mind speak

Life is a circus and I am a trapeze artist. I swing from one bar to another- trying to play it safe. So I swing from work to family, from duty to indulgence, from responsibility to blithe. All the while I think that I will not slip, I will not miss. I should not slip, I should not miss. I know the net is there below me, in case I trip. A net with many names - family, friends, financial security, hope, confidence. There will be clowns in colourful dresses, crowds gawking with bated breath, ring masters with watchful eyes. All waiting to see - if I will fall, if I can make it. When I eventually do finish my act - Some will applaud, some will cheer, Some will frown, some will say it was a stroke of luck. For my part, I would just be glad that the act is done, I managed without injuries, I entertained and I did what was expected of me. The circus will repeat with the same act, But new audience, new place, new clowns, new ring master et al. Life is a circus and I am a trapez

Our Little Miss Sunshine is growing up and how fast! She is now at an age where she is beginning to think independently. This means that her “yes”s are quiet clear and her “no”s are even more emphatic.  This also means that she is beginning to express herself independently as well. I love it when she forms these really looonnnnggg sentences and gets stuck half way, struggles to find the right word, finishes with a satisfaction of having conveyed her thoughts.  This also means that we get to hear her non stop jabber- it starts as soon as she opens her eyes in the morning and ends only when she closes them again at night. Just yesterday a close friend of our’s was telling me, if your daugther’s mouth was made of wood or rubber, it would have been broken or worn out by now!  It’s like you are living with this old granny who happens to be really tiny. Why? Well, I am cooking in the kitchen and she comes in asking, “ Have you added the salt?” ; My husband is riding the two wheeler

So many decisions, so little those are correct So many dreams, so little realized So many ideas, so little those are executed So many moments, so little that are relived So many people, so little those are valued So many questions, so little those are answered So many challenges, so little that are faced So many obstacles, so little those are overcome So many unfulfilled tasks, so little time So many fears, so little those are valid So many companions, so little those stick on So many desires, so little that are curbed So many breaths, so little life we add to them!!