Friday, December 28, 2007

The Art of Being Happy

Well its finally here... this is my 200th post on this blog.... and its quite the optimum time given that it is the end of the year...



End of a year always make me introspect into what happened the whole year... I look back and wonder whether I did all I could and lived in the best way I could have.... and this year I think the overwhelming sense is Yes!.... I could not have done anything better... not to others, not to me or to my job.... I just did what was humanly possible....



and ofcourse as with everything in life there were some disappointments and unexpected turns that come along in life.... and you are never prepared for that no matter how much you have enacted the scene in your head and heart... and finally you just face it boldly and hope to god that "this too will pass".... but then I guess thats the story about everyone's life, isnt it?



Anyways I think this year has given me a lot of things to be grateful about.... I am grateful for the love that people have given me, grateful for the undivided attention, grateful for the friendships that have stood the test of time this year as well, grateful for the bond that I have with my nephews, grateful for the ability to work, grateful for the opportunities that I was given (even if I didnt take them), grateful for the opportunity to love and care for people, grateful for having the sense to retain my own sense of self..... grateful, grateful, grateful.....



and grateful for the lessons i have learned... one of which is the lesson that to love someone (now it could be anyone from your nephews, children, parents, boyfriend etc) is perhaps the most courageous thing a person can do in life.... it is more courageous than going into battle.... and I know that everyone has loved someone or the other at some point in time... so by that definition we are all courageous.....

Thursday, December 20, 2007

My New Year Resolution

Not to lose my temper. With anyone. Period.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Baby George

Baby George knows who butters his bread....


My parents are in town .... Baby George at first looked at them suspiciously...... and refused to go to them until they were handing out chocolates .....

ofcourse my sister made the best of the situation.... as any new parent would do my sister dumped her kids on her parents and jazzed off for a wedding.... and my parents were left with the terror that is Christy and the jovial terror in the making Baby George....

and as expected Baby George had only thing in mind.... Food! and he soon realised that my parents were the only ones who could feed him in the absense of his mom ..... so the usually cold Baby George suddenly went and hugged his grandmother.... and when his grandmother fed him "dosa" he smiled very gratefully at his grandmother....

and then the next day morning he was back to keeping away from my parents... the kid sure is street smart....

Monday, December 10, 2007

my fashion consultant

Finally I have decided to take control of my wardrobe..... everybody who knows me knows also that I give very little importance to clothes and my outward appearances... if I could I would end up in any place with random mismatched clothes.... with my hair uncombed (cos I think the frizzy hair looks so cool), my very very basic chappals and just feeling happy in comfort clothes....

of late however I have decided that time has come for me to acknowledge my duty to look good in public.... after I am not bad looking, I have a fairly decent smile (some say it induces happiness in them - he he), ok my body needs a little bit of work but I will get there.... so over the weekend I did some shopping for clothes... I decided to go for clothes that I normally would not go for..... skirts, t-shirts, capris etc.... and I must say that the end result was not too bad.... okkkk when I say that it is not to say that everybody loved it.... it is just to say that I loved the new Me!!....i genuinely felt more comfortable, good, happy and just generally perky.....

Ofcourse not that I didnt seek anybody's opinion on my new set of clothes..... one of them being Christy..... he didnt like my skirt so much cos it had a zig zag design but opined that "you look little nice".....he loved my new hooded t-shirt and even said "you look thin!".... yayay.... after all Christy has no reason to hold back his criticism.... he knows his aunt is still going to be his aunt no matter what.... and so I have decided that Christy is going to be my number one fashion consultant....

Till then - heres to the new ME!!!!!

Friday, December 07, 2007

Soul Music

My friends tell me I am a dreamer..... I have recently started accepting this BIGGGGG revelation... infact I have now become aware of the fact that I dream everywhere..... while doing the security check at the airport (with the police woman saying "Madam, please stop dreaming and come inside") , while eating, while reading, while watching TV etc.....

Well now that this "flaw" has been discovered let me confess that most often when I am dreaming I am contemplating the meaning to life.... I think about issues, about how to solve a specific problem, how to react to a particular situation... its unintentional but in my view each second is then spent productively (ha!)...... not that my dreaming has solved any specific or major issue in the world .... but in my life itself sometimes I get epiphanies while I am dreaming that make my life a lot easier......

Ofcourse the reason for this post is not to exhibit my quirky side... it is to share with the readers One of my fav hindi lyrics which keep playing in my mind everytime I go into one of those dreaming session...It is a song from the movie Masoom- "Tujhe Naraz Nahi Zindagi, Hairan Hoon Main"..... and sometimes that is exactly what I feel.... life has so many twists and turns leaving you happy, sad, burned, rejected, dejected, elated etc etc at different points in time... and you wonder Who in the world is planning all these things for you in life ??? How did this situation ever arise? and everytime I face such situations I keep singing the above words... and in some silly way I find myself smiling.....

There are other lyrics that keep playing in my mind but I shall reserve that for a later post.... At the end of it all as justification for my dreaming I can only recite the lyrics of another famous song by John Lennon "You may say I am a dreamer, but I am not the only one".................