A woman by birth, an Indian by heart and software engineer by chance, wife to a wonderful man & mother to an adorable little princess by destiny, a humorous wisecracker, avid reader, decent singer by choice. That in a nut-shell is me. Stay with me as I share with you my views on life.
Friday, December 30, 2011
What defines you?
What defines me? Its very simple. I was born in a great family. My mother is my aadi guruvu(first teacher). I learnt from her. My dad is my ideal in life. I look upto him. My brother is my best friend. I could kill for him. My husband is the ultimate family man and an exact replica of my dad in strength of character. I could die for him. My daughter is the greatest joy of my life. She's made me realise that now I am a role model so I should conduct myself in a way that I can instruct her tomorrow. They taught me by example the strength in adversity, to observe, to let go, to introspect, to keep learning and keep growing. They have been patient when I fell, appreciative when I flew and just been there when I was down. I live my life in a way they can hold their head high and say - thats our Archana! THIS is what defines me.... What defines YOU?
A take on life - in Hindi
आज कई दिनों बाद दिल ने कहा हिंदी में कुछ लिखो| ज़िन्दगी बारे में लिखो| उस
सफ़र के बारे में लिखो जिसपे हम सब ही चले जा रहे हैं|
ज़िन्दगी क्या हैं? कौनसा शक्स जिंदा हैं? मेरे नज़रिये में जिंदा वही हैं
जिसे दिल से मुसकुराना याद हैं| जिंदा वही हैं जो एक नन्हे से बच्चे की
किलकारी पे खुश हो सकता हैं| जिंदा वही हैं जो बारिष में रुके हुए गाड़ियों की
कतार को नहीं देखता बल्की फूलों और पत्तों पे बिछी ओस जैसे बूंदों को देख
सकता हैं| जिंदा वो नहीं जो इसलिए रोये की किसी ने उसकी कदर नहीं की| जिंदा वो
हैं जो इसलिए खुश हैं की उसे अपनी कदर हैं| तुम्हे कौन प्यार करता हैं
तुम्हे कौन चाहता हैं ये ज़रूरी हैं| पर इससे बढ़कर ये ज़रूरी हैं की जिसने
तुम्हे प्यार किया, जिसने तुम्हारी कदर की, जिसने तुम्हे इज्ज़त दी, तुमने
उसके साथ क्या किया|
मैं रोज़ train में सफ़र करती हूँ| कई लोगों की बातें सुनती हूँ| कई सारे
एहसास महसूस होते हैं लोगों के पास से| कुछ लोगों की तो शकल देख के लगता हैं –
इसके चेहरे पे 12 क्यों बजे हैं!!! हाँ – हो सकता हैं की ज़िन्दगी में
मुश्किल हो| रोज़ रोज़ तुम्हारे सामने नये पहाड़ खड़े हो| पर ज़िन्दगी की ही
तरह दुनिया में भी पहाड़ तो होते हैं| कई लोग शौक से उन पहाड़ों की चढ़ाई करते
हैं| क्योंकि चाहे उस सफ़र में जितनी तकलीफ हो, उस चढाई के आगे का जो नज़ारा
हैं उस पहाड़ की ऊंचाई पे जो ताज़गी हैं वो नीचे ज़मीन पे नहीं मिलेगी| पर
दुनिया के पहाड़ों को चढ़ के उतरना ही पढता हैं, ज़िन्दगी में जो एक बार तुमने
पहाड़ पार कर लिया जो ऊंचाई पा ली, वहां से तुम्हे उतारना बस भगवान के हाथ में
हैं|
तुमसे जो प्यार करते हैं तुम उनसे प्यार करो| तुम्हे जो चाहते हैं, उनकी
इज्ज़त करो| तुम जिन्हे चाहते हो, उस कतार में सबसे आगे अपने आप को रखो|
क्योंकि फिर चाहे वो कोई भी क्यों ना हो, ज़िन्दगी के पहेले नज़ारे से ज़िन्दगी
के आखरी पल तक, तुम्हारा साथ सबसे पहेले तुम ही देते हो| अगर अपने आप के साथ
नहीं जी सकते तो उस ज़िन्दगी के कोई मायने नहीं रह जाते| सुनो सब की, करो
वही जो तुम्हारे दिल की हो| क्योंकि कल पलट के तुम अपनी ज़िन्दगी को देखो तो
तुम्हारी हार में भी तुम्हारे मेहनत और तुम्हारे इमानदारी के वो यादें तुम्हे
ख़ुशी ही देंगे.
कई ऐसी चीज़ें हैं कई ऐसे मंज़र हैं जो मैं चाहती थी पर हासिल नहीं कर पाई| पर
मेरी हर कोशिश में एक इमानदारी थी एक सच्चाई थी| मैंने जो चाह वो हमेशा दिल से
चाहा| मिलना न मिलना वो मेरे भगवान के हाथ में था| और जिस चीज़ को भगवन ने
मुझे नहीं दिया, उसमें ज़रूर कोई न कोई कमी रही ही होगी, ये मेरा विश्वास हैं|
आज मैं जहाँ हो वहां पे भी कुछ कमिया तो हैं| पर सारे रंग अगर एक ही साथ मिल
जाए तो कोरी सफेदी ही बनाते हैं| मैं क्यों उन कमियों को देख कर
दुखी होना चाहूंगी जब मेरे पास खुश होने के लिए भी इतना सारा हैं? जिस उंचाई
पे मैं आज खड़ी हूँ वहां का नज़ारा ही बहुत अच्छा हैं| लेकिन जो सामने इससे भी
ऊंचा पहाड़ हैं उसका नज़ारा और कितना हसीन होगा| यहाँ बैठी मैं - या तो यही खुश
हो सकती हूँ की येही बहुत हैं, या चलके वहाँ देख सकती हूँ| दोनों ही मेरे हाथ
में हैं| अगर मैं रुकी - तो ये सोचना बेकार हैं की मैंने पता नहीं क्या खो
दिया| क्योंकि वो मेरा फैसला था| अगर मैं निकल पड़ी, तब भी ये मेरा ही फैसला
होगा| निकलने की उस घडी ही में सफ़र में आने वाली हर मुश्किल के बारे में
शिकायत करने का हक खो देती हूँ|
कल क्या होगा पता नहीं| कल जो हुआ था अब मैं उसका कुछ नहीं कर सकती| ज़िन्दगी
में ये जो आज हैं वही आगे जाके मेरी यादें बनेंगी| मेरी ज़िन्दगी इस आज को
खूबसूरत बनाने की कोशिश हैं! यही हैं मेरी ज़िन्दगी और इसी लिए मैं खुश हूँ|
और चुकीं मैं खुश हूँ मैं जिंदा हूँ|
सफ़र के बारे में लिखो जिसपे हम सब ही चले जा रहे हैं|
ज़िन्दगी क्या हैं? कौनसा शक्स जिंदा हैं? मेरे नज़रिये में जिंदा वही हैं
जिसे दिल से मुसकुराना याद हैं| जिंदा वही हैं जो एक नन्हे से बच्चे की
किलकारी पे खुश हो सकता हैं| जिंदा वही हैं जो बारिष में रुके हुए गाड़ियों की
कतार को नहीं देखता बल्की फूलों और पत्तों पे बिछी ओस जैसे बूंदों को देख
सकता हैं| जिंदा वो नहीं जो इसलिए रोये की किसी ने उसकी कदर नहीं की| जिंदा वो
हैं जो इसलिए खुश हैं की उसे अपनी कदर हैं| तुम्हे कौन प्यार करता हैं
तुम्हे कौन चाहता हैं ये ज़रूरी हैं| पर इससे बढ़कर ये ज़रूरी हैं की जिसने
तुम्हे प्यार किया, जिसने तुम्हारी कदर की, जिसने तुम्हे इज्ज़त दी, तुमने
उसके साथ क्या किया|
मैं रोज़ train में सफ़र करती हूँ| कई लोगों की बातें सुनती हूँ| कई सारे
एहसास महसूस होते हैं लोगों के पास से| कुछ लोगों की तो शकल देख के लगता हैं –
इसके चेहरे पे 12 क्यों बजे हैं!!! हाँ – हो सकता हैं की ज़िन्दगी में
मुश्किल हो| रोज़ रोज़ तुम्हारे सामने नये पहाड़ खड़े हो| पर ज़िन्दगी की ही
तरह दुनिया में भी पहाड़ तो होते हैं| कई लोग शौक से उन पहाड़ों की चढ़ाई करते
हैं| क्योंकि चाहे उस सफ़र में जितनी तकलीफ हो, उस चढाई के आगे का जो नज़ारा
हैं उस पहाड़ की ऊंचाई पे जो ताज़गी हैं वो नीचे ज़मीन पे नहीं मिलेगी| पर
दुनिया के पहाड़ों को चढ़ के उतरना ही पढता हैं, ज़िन्दगी में जो एक बार तुमने
पहाड़ पार कर लिया जो ऊंचाई पा ली, वहां से तुम्हे उतारना बस भगवान के हाथ में
हैं|
तुमसे जो प्यार करते हैं तुम उनसे प्यार करो| तुम्हे जो चाहते हैं, उनकी
इज्ज़त करो| तुम जिन्हे चाहते हो, उस कतार में सबसे आगे अपने आप को रखो|
क्योंकि फिर चाहे वो कोई भी क्यों ना हो, ज़िन्दगी के पहेले नज़ारे से ज़िन्दगी
के आखरी पल तक, तुम्हारा साथ सबसे पहेले तुम ही देते हो| अगर अपने आप के साथ
नहीं जी सकते तो उस ज़िन्दगी के कोई मायने नहीं रह जाते| सुनो सब की, करो
वही जो तुम्हारे दिल की हो| क्योंकि कल पलट के तुम अपनी ज़िन्दगी को देखो तो
तुम्हारी हार में भी तुम्हारे मेहनत और तुम्हारे इमानदारी के वो यादें तुम्हे
ख़ुशी ही देंगे.
कई ऐसी चीज़ें हैं कई ऐसे मंज़र हैं जो मैं चाहती थी पर हासिल नहीं कर पाई| पर
मेरी हर कोशिश में एक इमानदारी थी एक सच्चाई थी| मैंने जो चाह वो हमेशा दिल से
चाहा| मिलना न मिलना वो मेरे भगवान के हाथ में था| और जिस चीज़ को भगवन ने
मुझे नहीं दिया, उसमें ज़रूर कोई न कोई कमी रही ही होगी, ये मेरा विश्वास हैं|
आज मैं जहाँ हो वहां पे भी कुछ कमिया तो हैं| पर सारे रंग अगर एक ही साथ मिल
जाए तो कोरी सफेदी ही बनाते हैं| मैं क्यों उन कमियों को देख कर
दुखी होना चाहूंगी जब मेरे पास खुश होने के लिए भी इतना सारा हैं? जिस उंचाई
पे मैं आज खड़ी हूँ वहां का नज़ारा ही बहुत अच्छा हैं| लेकिन जो सामने इससे भी
ऊंचा पहाड़ हैं उसका नज़ारा और कितना हसीन होगा| यहाँ बैठी मैं - या तो यही खुश
हो सकती हूँ की येही बहुत हैं, या चलके वहाँ देख सकती हूँ| दोनों ही मेरे हाथ
में हैं| अगर मैं रुकी - तो ये सोचना बेकार हैं की मैंने पता नहीं क्या खो
दिया| क्योंकि वो मेरा फैसला था| अगर मैं निकल पड़ी, तब भी ये मेरा ही फैसला
होगा| निकलने की उस घडी ही में सफ़र में आने वाली हर मुश्किल के बारे में
शिकायत करने का हक खो देती हूँ|
कल क्या होगा पता नहीं| कल जो हुआ था अब मैं उसका कुछ नहीं कर सकती| ज़िन्दगी
में ये जो आज हैं वही आगे जाके मेरी यादें बनेंगी| मेरी ज़िन्दगी इस आज को
खूबसूरत बनाने की कोशिश हैं! यही हैं मेरी ज़िन्दगी और इसी लिए मैं खुश हूँ|
और चुकीं मैं खुश हूँ मैं जिंदा हूँ|
Saturday, December 17, 2011
I wish I knew...
Things of which I wish I knew before -
1. Be good, do good and that's about it - Neki karr daariya mein daal!!!
2.At every turn, life gives you choices. Choose wisely. No one will appreciate what you get right, its only the inconsequential wrongs that linger on...
3. Every good turn doesn't expect another...
4. Don't try to matter to people who don't matter...
5. People who matter can matter to the extent you wish them to matter... As the old saying goes, if you get hurt once, its other's faults. If it happens again, its yours!!!
6. A woman should have a career above all. Its gives a sense of self worth and respect that comes in handy when others keep on pulling you down...
7. Don't worry about trifles... Anything that wouldn't matter to you 10 years ago and wont matter to you in 10 years time (both inclusive) is a trifle...
8. Rely on your instincts. Sometimes they are way more powerful than what the eyes see.
9. If sad, go for a walk. If sadder, turn to the blog. If saddest, try to grow in your life. The higher you climb the smaller issues left behind seem.
10. In the end, it all works out for good!!! As long as you have a clean conscience, nothing else matters!!!
1. Be good, do good and that's about it - Neki karr daariya mein daal!!!
2.At every turn, life gives you choices. Choose wisely. No one will appreciate what you get right, its only the inconsequential wrongs that linger on...
3. Every good turn doesn't expect another...
4. Don't try to matter to people who don't matter...
5. People who matter can matter to the extent you wish them to matter... As the old saying goes, if you get hurt once, its other's faults. If it happens again, its yours!!!
6. A woman should have a career above all. Its gives a sense of self worth and respect that comes in handy when others keep on pulling you down...
7. Don't worry about trifles... Anything that wouldn't matter to you 10 years ago and wont matter to you in 10 years time (both inclusive) is a trifle...
8. Rely on your instincts. Sometimes they are way more powerful than what the eyes see.
9. If sad, go for a walk. If sadder, turn to the blog. If saddest, try to grow in your life. The higher you climb the smaller issues left behind seem.
10. In the end, it all works out for good!!! As long as you have a clean conscience, nothing else matters!!!
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Lonely Soul – Personal beliefs in this age. Are we better or worse than the older generation?
Practicality is the bane of many lives. And in so many ways the desire to conform. In earlier days, that meant spirituality and religion. In today’s world that means a certain sense of cynicism. If questioning the tenants of religion was sacrilege in those days, the absolute faith in Lord Almighty, God, Holy Son, a power greater than us or (heavens forbid!) science is deemed childish or archaic today.
How sad is it that the modern day man likes to think of himself as evolved and tolerant. Yet he is intolerant of someone who is little bit different to himself. In the Indian context – we say we are modern because we believe “love marriages” are better. They might be your truth but why ridicule if “arranged marriages” work for someone else? Being an atheist or a non-practising Hindu might work for you. What is wrong if someone else wants to go to temple or worship every single day? If you are based out of India, you look upon every “NRI” as a traitor. If you are on the other side of the equation, you see all the people left back in India as losing out of opportunities to grow and lead a “better” life.
Women take it to ridiculous proportions too. Every silly single thing – your choice of name for your kid, your decision to have a kid early, your decision to have a single kid, your choice to breastfeed, your choice to work or not work, your choice of clothes, downright to your physical relationship with your husband/partner – nothing is sacred, nothing is off limits, nothing is private.
Social networks and your ability to “reconnect” with old chums and long forgotten friends irrespective of the geographical and cultural distances has merely got more people in our lives to comment and pass judgement on every single choice that we make. Where is then the tolerance we have come to associate our “modernity” with?
How sad is it that the modern day man likes to think of himself as evolved and tolerant. Yet he is intolerant of someone who is little bit different to himself. In the Indian context – we say we are modern because we believe “love marriages” are better. They might be your truth but why ridicule if “arranged marriages” work for someone else? Being an atheist or a non-practising Hindu might work for you. What is wrong if someone else wants to go to temple or worship every single day? If you are based out of India, you look upon every “NRI” as a traitor. If you are on the other side of the equation, you see all the people left back in India as losing out of opportunities to grow and lead a “better” life.
Women take it to ridiculous proportions too. Every silly single thing – your choice of name for your kid, your decision to have a kid early, your decision to have a single kid, your choice to breastfeed, your choice to work or not work, your choice of clothes, downright to your physical relationship with your husband/partner – nothing is sacred, nothing is off limits, nothing is private.
Social networks and your ability to “reconnect” with old chums and long forgotten friends irrespective of the geographical and cultural distances has merely got more people in our lives to comment and pass judgement on every single choice that we make. Where is then the tolerance we have come to associate our “modernity” with?
Lonely Soul – Count your blessings and the people
The life so far - Made some great friends. Made no enemies, at least where avoidable. Some people chose me for which I am grateful. Some chose not to choose me for which the loss is mine in some instances and in some others it’s been a relief. Some stayed in touch. Some drifted apart. Some keep moving in and out based on how busy our lives have been. Some made me smile. Some made me cry. Some made me laugh. Some made me feel good. Some made me feel petty and conceited. The life I have led, the person I have become – it all comes down to people.
Sometimes so much so that in phases of life, my life was more about the people than about me. Which has been a good thing and a bad thing by turns. I count my blessings for the people who made me the good person I am. I regret the people and the events that made me the wicked, conceited person I can be. But I am thankful to them that they made it impossible for me to not introspect and accept that like everyone else I am after all a mere mortal and I have my vices to work on.
And though I am at times unnerved by just how much my life is controlled by the people in my life and their perceptions of me and my actions, I am happy for all the times I have been able to please them. And I am happier for the times I have been able to stick my principles and guidelines I wanted in my life when it irked them.
To quote from a book I read – the life is what it is and we are what we are. I accept the people in my life wholeheartedly with their flaws and quirks. And I expect nothing less in return. If that bothers some, I am truly sorry but it is still my life and I am still answerable to my soul for causing it grief and pain and making it sad.
Sometimes so much so that in phases of life, my life was more about the people than about me. Which has been a good thing and a bad thing by turns. I count my blessings for the people who made me the good person I am. I regret the people and the events that made me the wicked, conceited person I can be. But I am thankful to them that they made it impossible for me to not introspect and accept that like everyone else I am after all a mere mortal and I have my vices to work on.
And though I am at times unnerved by just how much my life is controlled by the people in my life and their perceptions of me and my actions, I am happy for all the times I have been able to please them. And I am happier for the times I have been able to stick my principles and guidelines I wanted in my life when it irked them.
To quote from a book I read – the life is what it is and we are what we are. I accept the people in my life wholeheartedly with their flaws and quirks. And I expect nothing less in return. If that bothers some, I am truly sorry but it is still my life and I am still answerable to my soul for causing it grief and pain and making it sad.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Lonely Soul: Who owns my life?
Its impossible to be ideal,
Difficult to be pragmatic,
Boring to be practical,
Silly to be maudlin.
Sad is the fact that people judge you on the basis of how you live, sadder that you value their opinions, saddest that their perceptions lead you towards a life that is not your own calling. Corny, cliched but true is the fact that the ones who judge couldn't really care any less about how your life turned out and the ones who do care wouldn't judge in the first place. But do you dare to find out if its true? Do I? :)
Difficult to be pragmatic,
Boring to be practical,
Silly to be maudlin.
Sad is the fact that people judge you on the basis of how you live, sadder that you value their opinions, saddest that their perceptions lead you towards a life that is not your own calling. Corny, cliched but true is the fact that the ones who judge couldn't really care any less about how your life turned out and the ones who do care wouldn't judge in the first place. But do you dare to find out if its true? Do I? :)
Lonely Soul: That which was not to be...
Every day of one's life is a decision . Some are petty and of little consequence. Others change the course of life. Then there are those that seem relevant and major but have little to show for in your later days. On the other hand, there are those crucial decisions that seem minor at crossroads of life.
I don't think there can be anyone who can claim to make all the correct decisions all the time. If at all there is someone who can, take a bow man take a bow. For your ignorance shall be your deliverance. Then there are some who are painfully aware of the decisions that dint go the way they should have. Sad really that the decisions that you have already taken and taken wrong are still weighing on your mind and you forget the gift of today in the gloom of what has gone wrong yesterday.
Then there are some more like me who cant help but wonder - What if... The other choices seem delicious now. The other paths oh so promising. But isn't this why hindsight is known to be 20-20. Or is it just that the road "not traveled" seems to be so good because you never got to know the perils of journey down there? Who is to say the other alternatives wouldn't have been worse? Who is to say today is not blessed? And who is to say that tomorrow will see me not repeating the mistakes of the yester?
Life is a journey. One's which will have the hits and the misses. In the end, if I can look back and say - its been more good than bad, its got more blessings than hardships, its got more love and care than denounces and retributions, I'll say - Jolly good!
Why lament or brood over that which was not to be, when you can rejoice over what was to be!!!
I don't think there can be anyone who can claim to make all the correct decisions all the time. If at all there is someone who can, take a bow man take a bow. For your ignorance shall be your deliverance. Then there are some who are painfully aware of the decisions that dint go the way they should have. Sad really that the decisions that you have already taken and taken wrong are still weighing on your mind and you forget the gift of today in the gloom of what has gone wrong yesterday.
Then there are some more like me who cant help but wonder - What if... The other choices seem delicious now. The other paths oh so promising. But isn't this why hindsight is known to be 20-20. Or is it just that the road "not traveled" seems to be so good because you never got to know the perils of journey down there? Who is to say the other alternatives wouldn't have been worse? Who is to say today is not blessed? And who is to say that tomorrow will see me not repeating the mistakes of the yester?
Life is a journey. One's which will have the hits and the misses. In the end, if I can look back and say - its been more good than bad, its got more blessings than hardships, its got more love and care than denounces and retributions, I'll say - Jolly good!
Why lament or brood over that which was not to be, when you can rejoice over what was to be!!!
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Random thoughts...
Life. How strange and how incomprehensible. All of us are scurrying and scampering to get someplace. Only we get there and realise this is not where we want to be and scurry once more. Its pitiful really, to see otherwise well balanced people, intelligent folks, mature individuals do the same.
I look back at my life five years ago. The people, the desires and the hurry to accomplish a few things. The people have scattered, each gone his/her own way to fight their own battles. People with whom I talked to for hours each day sometimes many times a day, are no longer even on civil contact list. Funny how lives have got us all apart. Few of those desires - a car, my own kid, a loving husband - have been accomplished. A few of them - MBA degree, a technical certification, a GREATTTTTTTTTTTTT satisfying job - still elude me. But not that they are that big. But still I cant say I am completely at peace with myself and happy with where I am.
I remember - The days when I was single and working away from home... The days were my own, the time was my own. The shopping sprees with my room mate and best friend. The late night discussions. The endless musings on life, work and all. But then kicked in the pressures of the society to be married. I got into the circle of all the guy-girl seeing, horoscope matching, et all. Thankfully landed with a wonderful guy at the end of it all. But I yearn for the careless abandon of the days gone by.
I remember - The day my child was born, she looked so delicate and fragile, I was scared to touch her lest I "damage" her in some way. The fact that she was four months old already and wouldn't even roll over scared me. At an year when she did not really walk I was worried again. Now at 27 months, she scampers all over the house. My monica-ish speckless house now lays in ruins. And I wistfully remember the days when I could just drop her on the sofa and she would lie still there cooing to herself or to me :)
I could look back and come up with hundred other instances like the ones above. Why? Why do we look forward to change so much and then look back in fond memory of the time gone by?
Today, this place, this time - Why cant this be special for me? Why do I have to look back or ahead for the "better times"? Why cant I make this the best time that exists?
But isn't this also 7:45 in the morning. The time when my daughter goes to daycare in 20 minutes. I need to be at work in another hour. The lunch asks to be cooked. The baby needs to be dressed. And this is just now... I have to get started on my technical certifications this year. We need to plan for our first home.
With so much to plan for, can I still afford to be laid back, sit still and enjoy life.
But - Can I afford not to?
I look back at my life five years ago. The people, the desires and the hurry to accomplish a few things. The people have scattered, each gone his/her own way to fight their own battles. People with whom I talked to for hours each day sometimes many times a day, are no longer even on civil contact list. Funny how lives have got us all apart. Few of those desires - a car, my own kid, a loving husband - have been accomplished. A few of them - MBA degree, a technical certification, a GREATTTTTTTTTTTTT satisfying job - still elude me. But not that they are that big. But still I cant say I am completely at peace with myself and happy with where I am.
I remember - The days when I was single and working away from home... The days were my own, the time was my own. The shopping sprees with my room mate and best friend. The late night discussions. The endless musings on life, work and all. But then kicked in the pressures of the society to be married. I got into the circle of all the guy-girl seeing, horoscope matching, et all. Thankfully landed with a wonderful guy at the end of it all. But I yearn for the careless abandon of the days gone by.
I remember - The day my child was born, she looked so delicate and fragile, I was scared to touch her lest I "damage" her in some way. The fact that she was four months old already and wouldn't even roll over scared me. At an year when she did not really walk I was worried again. Now at 27 months, she scampers all over the house. My monica-ish speckless house now lays in ruins. And I wistfully remember the days when I could just drop her on the sofa and she would lie still there cooing to herself or to me :)
I could look back and come up with hundred other instances like the ones above. Why? Why do we look forward to change so much and then look back in fond memory of the time gone by?
Today, this place, this time - Why cant this be special for me? Why do I have to look back or ahead for the "better times"? Why cant I make this the best time that exists?
But isn't this also 7:45 in the morning. The time when my daughter goes to daycare in 20 minutes. I need to be at work in another hour. The lunch asks to be cooked. The baby needs to be dressed. And this is just now... I have to get started on my technical certifications this year. We need to plan for our first home.
With so much to plan for, can I still afford to be laid back, sit still and enjoy life.
But - Can I afford not to?
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