“I hate boy colours!” the little girl said.
I held up a pair of women’s underwear that had just arrived from the warehouse. The winter sale was on at the store and stock needed updating –
“What colour is this?” I asked
“Is red a boy colour?”
“I hate red!” said the little girl.
“A girl after my own heart!”
The snow on the tree seemed so thick and heavy to the point the branches looked like it would break under the crippling weight of it all.
Sera was taking a walk that chilly Tuesday morning and looked forward to getting herself a cup of joe. She passed the tree and at that precise moment a gentle breeze blew and all the snow slipped off the branch and in one swift downward motion, an avalanche of icy cold fluff plopped right on top of her puny little head and over her shoulder.
You could imagine how flabbergasted Sera was, standing under the tree, covered in an icy heap. But, silly as this story is, few minutes after recovering from the blow, she let out a sharp shrieking sound like a crane or some wild bird you would normally see by the sea…
She laughed all that morning and on her way to the Starbucks and even afterwards when she got back home, cleaning the house, while doing the laundry and even as she cooked her dinner…Towards night time she seemed quiet but her husband saw her shoulders snickering from the laughter she was trying so hard to smother while she prepared her nightly cup of tea.
She chuckled in her sleep and the whole of next day. ‘Tis a funny hand the heavens dealt Ms. Sera for sure – as she laughed all through the winter without a cure.
Greetings one and all! It’s New Years Eve here and maybe already New Year in some parts of the globe so HAPPY NEW YEAR 2016 to all my fellow bloggers!
I saw my Aunt had posted on her Facebook page that, the results of an online survey, in the New Year she could look forward to – ‘More muscles’, great love, career advancements and lots of travels. Everyone in the family had a good laugh…Who writes these online questionnaires anyway?!!
My mum just sent me a New Years wish
Looking back at 2015, I say it surely wasn’t one of the most stellar years of my life. Definitely one of those so – so years where I’ve achieved nothing ‘ground breaking’ nor experienced anything ‘earth shattering’ …To condense 365 days in a nutshell I would call it – a year of ‘certain uncertainties’, lags and difficult decisions.
In 2015, I was actively involved in the lives of friends in my real life and less in my virtual world.
Smidgens of wisdom from 2015 –
- EI is important!! Always maintain Emotional Integrity in relationships. I’m sure we all have those moments where you feel like you were dropped into that awkward social environment where you know being friends with a person is not conducive in the long run, but you thwart your inner ‘ESPN’ (I hear you Karen of Mean Girls.. :D) and carry on anyways…Word of advise – DON’T
- Regrouping is important!! Be mindful of your goals and direction in life. Take time off in your day to regroup. People and places throw you off track but as Tina would say, when its time to shut down –
- KISS Always!! Keep it Simple Silly!You think you’d like to take over the world and do it all and be nice to everyone…you buy stuff you do and don’t need, when what you should actually be doing is- just say a few words of gratitude to all people and things for the good and bad lessons learnt and let go! I think we all need some Marie Kondo in our lives
I have a huge announcement. The New Year I will be moving from the U.S back to India. I don’t know if you all knew but we were here because of my husbands work assignment and it has sadly come to an end and we fly back around February 2016…So here’s to New beginnings!
Happy New Year everyone!
Would you pick up a wrapper lying on the ground even if you knew it once clung neatly to your favorite chocolate bar? Would the memory and the taste of the chocolate, make you want to pick up that torn and dusty chocolate wrapper? Why then would you not want to reclaim your inner beauty ? Why would you give up and settle for being second best? Be your radiant, fullest self and not the dusty way side wrapper.
Life is all about new beginnings. I feel like a child at the stoop of a parent who abandoned me decades ago…Unsure, what the reaction is going to be. Will I be greeted with open arms and a warm smile? Or will this encounter be awkward and uncomfortable? I’m not sure. I’m hoping for the best.
She stepped onto the middle of the street waiting for a car to come hit her, but, she found they just steered away, curving around her; the drivers shouting choice expletives as they sped away to meet their hurried deadlines – personal and professional places they needed to be.
Why?! she wondered. Why was she being spared every time, again and again?
She had lost count now…Please reveal my destiny she cried please reveal the purpose of my life! she begged to that unseen force of nature her mother had told her was a God that overlooked all of creation…
She stepped back onto the curb and with what felt like the force of a raging bull, she was run down by a stray dog chasing another. Before her brain could assimilate what had happened, she hit her head on the pavement – a deep wide gash on the side of her head; gaping like a pothole in the middle of an Indian road…she lay there motionless, a wetness tingling down the side of her face…