Writing is always an issue. What to write especially when the whole world is open to see your skills or better say your flaws in thoughts.
But let me begin with 'unexpected'. Like this one when I created a blog which I never wanted to. Reason..not so sure...hiding from the world?.....eh! Or 'unexpected' this one when i planned a long ride in my new car with my father-in-law for the coming weekend and suddenly after few hours he departs for another journey leaving behind grieving souls in just 'shock'! Or this one when we all were joyful over news of new life in the family after 6 long years just to know later it is no more in this world. A miscarriage! And more 'unexpected' to follow...better not to narrate past wounds.
The 'unexpected' is thy name ...O life. This is the lesson 'life' these days is teaching me. And I am grateful even for all this as I never realized before what worst could happen when best is going on.
Still I am among the fortunate ones. This deeply felt when I visited an orphanage on my son's 2nd birthday. It had all physically or mentally disabled children whose parents or family left them never to return! And here they were left to the mercy of few in this closed world of orphanage.
Grown-ups in body but mind still of a child. Helpless, dependent, handicapped but still smiling with big 'Thankyou' as I gave each some fruits to eat. But they now wanted someone to tell how to eat the bananas or help them bite the apple!
I tried to help few. But in the process my hands were shaking. I looked at my just turned 2yr old son Zain who was standing at one corner of the hall and gazing at the mentally retarded boy of about 18 yr old who was trying to shake hands with him. Father of Church told me his name is Michael and is friendly with visitors and especially fond of kids. I moved towards them and asked my son to say 'hello' but he was not so keen at this friendship i guessed. But Michael was not leaving any stone unturned to speak to Zain. To an extent he succeeded but only for Zain to say 'bye bye' very excitedly directed at Michael only. I kissed Zain for his new friendship.
We came back. Bleary eyes but stronger hearts. I swear I felt among the blessed ones. Before going I had some complaints of sudden losses, unwanted experiences and complaints of some lacking materialism but now none.
Suddenly I realized I am rich! I have a healthy, lively little son whose one smile makes my whole day, loving hubby, a family and friends who really care for each other. And I have blessings of my parents and yes, blessings of sudden lost father-in-law with whom I shared a special bond of daughter-in-law. Miss u Bhaiji!
But let me begin with 'unexpected'. Like this one when I created a blog which I never wanted to. Reason..not so sure...hiding from the world?.....eh! Or 'unexpected' this one when i planned a long ride in my new car with my father-in-law for the coming weekend and suddenly after few hours he departs for another journey leaving behind grieving souls in just 'shock'! Or this one when we all were joyful over news of new life in the family after 6 long years just to know later it is no more in this world. A miscarriage! And more 'unexpected' to follow...better not to narrate past wounds.
The 'unexpected' is thy name ...O life. This is the lesson 'life' these days is teaching me. And I am grateful even for all this as I never realized before what worst could happen when best is going on.
Still I am among the fortunate ones. This deeply felt when I visited an orphanage on my son's 2nd birthday. It had all physically or mentally disabled children whose parents or family left them never to return! And here they were left to the mercy of few in this closed world of orphanage.
Grown-ups in body but mind still of a child. Helpless, dependent, handicapped but still smiling with big 'Thankyou' as I gave each some fruits to eat. But they now wanted someone to tell how to eat the bananas or help them bite the apple!
I tried to help few. But in the process my hands were shaking. I looked at my just turned 2yr old son Zain who was standing at one corner of the hall and gazing at the mentally retarded boy of about 18 yr old who was trying to shake hands with him. Father of Church told me his name is Michael and is friendly with visitors and especially fond of kids. I moved towards them and asked my son to say 'hello' but he was not so keen at this friendship i guessed. But Michael was not leaving any stone unturned to speak to Zain. To an extent he succeeded but only for Zain to say 'bye bye' very excitedly directed at Michael only. I kissed Zain for his new friendship.
We came back. Bleary eyes but stronger hearts. I swear I felt among the blessed ones. Before going I had some complaints of sudden losses, unwanted experiences and complaints of some lacking materialism but now none.
Suddenly I realized I am rich! I have a healthy, lively little son whose one smile makes my whole day, loving hubby, a family and friends who really care for each other. And I have blessings of my parents and yes, blessings of sudden lost father-in-law with whom I shared a special bond of daughter-in-law. Miss u Bhaiji!
