Like SaNd in HanD

18 Dec 2010

Relationships........ are like sand held in your hand.

Held loosely, with an open hand, the sand remains where it is.
The minute you close your hand and squeeze tightly to hold on, the sand trickles through your fingers. You may hold onto some of it, but most will be spilled.

Relationships are similar.

Held loosely, with respect and freedom for the other person, it is likely to remain intact.
But hold too tightly, too possessively, and the relationship slips away and is lost.

I never knew.... before i became a mum!!!

The BEST forwarded message i ever read .....

Before i was mum i never learnt the words to a lullaby.

I never thought about immunisations.

I had never been sick on,pooped on,drooled on,chewed on, or peed on.

I had complete control of my mind, my thoughts & my life.

I slept all night. I never looked teary eyed & cried.

I never got gloriously happy over a simple little grin.

I never sat up for hours watching somone sleep.

I had never felt my heart break into a million pieces when i couldn't stop the pain.

I never knew something so small could affect my life so much,

Before i was a mum i didn't know the feeling of having a heart out of my body.

.......... Author: A mum in some part of our world, who had the privilege to put it in words :)

One DaY aT a TiMe

Take one day at a time, plan ahead but don't let today's mindset take decisions about tomorrows events... we may end up regretting it!!!! 

A world full of randomness, has maybe made many of us very random. We are not the same everyday, we are not at the same peak points every moment. A week of good mood, is a long lost aspect...........

Day to day happenings affect us, and our thoughts a great deal more than those old computer-less days. Knowingly or unknowingly our thoughts are complex enough, to sometimes unnecessarily complicate simple events!

Wish the world was simpler... wish we were simpler.

My adVentuRes On roAd ~ 1

A scene from the fields near Mysore, Karnataka.....

...........BenGaLurU~bYtEs..........

…. Lit with golden lights, … It lay there, as if welcoming us to the unknown world beyond our reach. As i tread on that golden path, something in me urged my tired eyes to search for the invisible destination the road lead to, my heartbeat raced as if fearing a dark ending to this enlightened trip.

A moment of uncertainty left me wondering how similar life’s paths are, to this trip. Almost always we travel, not knowing where our destination is. Sometimes the journey would be torturous and the destination sweet, and sometimes the other way round , and all well, for the lucky few! However it turns out to be, if a suffering was involved, we get surprised and shocked at first, then we shed some tears and then slowly and steadily our minds get adjusted to the “facts”, and the next time something similarly bad happens to a friend…. we would end up sharing tales of advice!

As if to wake me up from my wonderland of thoughts, my golden carriage came to a halt… and then i heard trumpets and horns, Atlast i’ve reached the sweet destination of my life, where i would be pampered for who i am and not for who others expect me to be…. Atlast my soul will be at peace… then i heard someone talking…an angel??? a guardian of the gates of heaven??? ….. na …….!!!! ….. just another auto driver struggling to live his day through the traffic!…. and then like a bullet coming through, it all came back to me in a sudden thrust…. i am still here, in the bus to home… my golden road was just the Hosur flyover..and my destination.. [maybe 'dark ending of the enlightened trip' is the better suited word...] ..is just the silkboard junction…. hovering with traffic and horns and shouts … like every other day!!