learnings

Today I was robbed. My bags were stolen from my car. I lost my 'work' bag containing my house keys, wallet -with a little cash,credit, debit cards, a signed cheque leaf,- cheque books, books, cell phone and blah.. It felt unfair.. Some low thief would have access to my cell and its contents... I had to go through the tedious process of blocking my bank accounts and blocking my credit/debit cards. I felt so cheated and so miserable.. sentimental about many a thing in the bag. To top it all even my lunch bag with my various tiffin boxes, curd and buttermilk container was also stolen!! So unfair. I did learn some valuable lessons: 1. Lock the car door even if the driver is present. ( the driver was very close to the car and had not noticed) 2. Having 2 cell phones and backing up vital information like credit card numbers ,help line numbers etc) help immensely. 3. Carrying your wallet than leaving it unattended in the car. 4.Having back up of your contacts on your laptop is

The wind came whirring down The rains lashed from  The grey sky The plants tottered The fresh earth fragrance Aah... What is it about the rain That awakens my soul!!!

Having watched two movies, slurped some hot tomato soup and cooking for dinner I thought it was a perfect evening. Till I saw the shirt. Oh my god, the pure White shirt was a candy pink now. I screamed in my head, cursing myself and my maid. I expected the worst!! It was his favourite shirt. My spouse strolls in, sees the shirt and without batting an eyelid merely suggested that it should go to the dry cleaner!!! Not a word after that. No tirade, no scathing comment, no reaction. Just a positive response. I was Stumped. It was a Big Learning for me. I felt very humbled.

Crazy traffic, noon, hunger and traffic jams made me reflect on life.. I was hungry and going to my mother's place. I knew that she would be waiting up for me with hot lunch ready on the table.. Ah for mothers like her!!  Also some past events caught up with me as we celebrated Onam yesterday. My family had witnessed death of two closest family members a decade ago. Very effortlessly my son and I blended into my parent's home.  Today as I was attending a lecture on parenting in the West and India, I realized how much I have taken my parents for granted. In fact most of the Indian parents are like mine and the children are like me. A decade ago, with no words spoken or asked ,my son and I were cradled and nestled by my parents. Relatives walked out on us. And of  course they were excellent in finding faults or levying blame. But my parents sheltered us. They were truly the Rock of Gibraltar!  They changed and adapted to our happiness. Even today my college time friends speak of