I like her because she smiles at me and means it ~ Anonymous

A single rose can be my garden… a single friend, my world ~ Leo Buscaglia

On my way to work today, a little early than usual, i took a glance outside the window of the bus to see one of the most beautiful sights that nature has to offer. The view of sunlight coming through the trees lined up by the road was spectacular! The warm rays of the sun, sending gentle hugs to the leaves, nature can teach you so much. For a while now, i’ve had a sun, rather a star lighting up my days. There’s no better feeling when you know that there’s someone out there, who thinks about you, cares for you & prays for you. I consider it a blessing from heaven, quite literally. Its funny how “a gentle word can keep you warm”, how the thought of someone brings delight to your heart, how someone’s laughter brings you up when you’re feeling down. Memories of the times spent together can inspire you to bring out the best from inside of you. It is the presence of that someone who keeps you together when you’re driven to breaking point. I feel more than just gratitude towards my source of strength. Its a feeling of honour to finally, have a best friend. A big thank you !!

Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away ~ Dinah Craik

In the midst of angels.

No, im not talking about girls here, but kids

Last, thursday was a great day. I happened to be a lucky enough to volunteer for Buniyaad, an organisation run by women, supported by our company that caters to the educational needs of lil children living in & around slums & shanties. It was a welcome change to head to a small house that harbors the lil angels. The room which has the kids do activities is just about the same dimensions as my cubicle. I was there during the normal first hour of office, away from my normal mail-checking routine, to interact with the kids & get them involved into creating something nice, like decorating a flower pot. Before we began, i asked for an introduction from the kids & as they stood up turn by turn, shy & a lil amused at having a stranger in their midst, i couldnt help but go back into the times when i was a kid having to tell my name to every stranger, pretty irritating it was for me & i guess thats the reason why the kids there forgot how to end the statement, “My name is…”  with their name
Albeit shy, it didnt take long for them to get accustomed to my presence & were soon at their kiddy self, being pulled in at times to decorate the pot they had been given. The toddlers however werent camera shy, they enjoyed their pictures being taken & they managed to maintain discipline on being promised a chocolate at the end of their craft activity. I could go on describing the scene there, those 90 minutes spent with the children made me realise how much life has given me, given us, things that we ignore so
easily while such kids can’t afford the same. I urge you to make a difference while you can, in any manner, touch the lives of millions of children, let not the talents & dreams succumb to the persistent ignorance of society. Encourage others to do the same, to make the world a better place.

Freaky Friday Night

It’s saturday already, and the place that im at right now has started to feel like home! Going back to yesterday which was like just bout an hour ago, things went on pretty well, though i still dont really remember what happened, except for the team lunch, yet the feeling that a good weekend has spawned has got my spirits riding high Everything was perfect, ok, just about perfect and im glad i could say that after having got onto this rollercoaster ride called career after having completed my B.E.
Now i finally feel that im getting somewhere, and beginning to understand the nuances of things that happen in the office world. I wouldn’t say that i fit in well, nor would i say that its a mismatch. Right now, im just trying to keep things simple, as simple as they can get, just spending time & effort observing what seem like opportunities to learn and grow. After having completed my HSC, i seemed to have lost myself, the serious self atleast. Having fooled around for four years in the furnace of engineering, i now understand the many missed oppurtunites that have gone by. Things that slipped out of my hand which, had i been a lil bit serious back then, would have definitely proved to be gold!
Its never too late, and i just hope that i concentrate on the road that lies ahead of me. To make sure i attain my goal, and do whatever’s necessary to BE what i always wanted to. Time to head home in a while, sleep is taking me hostage, hopefully the dawn holds a new surprise

Can’t help falling in Love – Part II

Its amusing that a pointless part-I should have a sequel but here it is.

I happened to have the pleasant misfortune of having lost my heart to someone & ever since then ive developed many of the symptoms that one would use to diagnose me with the L syndrome. The details seem unnecessary here because i dont really kno myself what got me into this! Was i destined to fall prey to cupid’s arsenal? who knows! Was it chance? no idea!

I’m kind of stuck between what i should be feeling & what i think i am feeling. Though ive (thankfully) had a strong 6th sense, which has on many counts helped me make the right choice between things, this time, as is with everyone, all of my senses have left me, gone numb, succumbed to the mystic aura of love!

So what exactly are we in, when we say we are in love? Is it the summing up of the nice warm feelings that run ablaze each time that ‘someone’ starts to linger around us in thoughts or in reality? For most its the totality of affection, support, comfort & togetherness portrayed in actions & words. However it is very easy to confuse it with infatuation. To be able to distinguish between then two is difficult for the symptoms are alike, if not the same. This is when i go with my heart, trusting the pureness of its feelings to lead me through this unknown that one may never be able to describe.

What will happen next is mystery, & the lesser i know or be foretold about it the better, just to keep it going,  letting life take its course. There’ll never be a Love for Dummies guidebook because love isnt a step by step procedure, its a journey of self-discovery, where we not only discover what we think love is, but also discover just exactly, what love is !