Yippee

 

Slept at about 1.30 last night and got up around 8.. Did not greet the dawn.. We are so rushed in doing the mundane in our life that we miss out on all the precious soul quenchers that god has freely left around for us.. Still we look up and crib.. Complain.. Never once thanking him for giving us so much.. In such heart-refreshing ways.. Not just around us but within us too.. And our bodies.. Faculties.. Health.. So much taken for granted till the day it is slipping out of our hands.. Gaining import as such.. 

Tried to sort out things for a friend.. It really hurts if kids answer back or question.. but our hurt is never lost on them too.. and takes its toll on them.. we too need to understand their problems.. and instead of sitting with our hurt and anger, try explaining where they are going wrong.. after all who needs their happiness at any cost except us.. and we cant give up on them so easily.. Read recently that parents are the last people to know what is happening in their kids' lives.. Such a sad fact that is.. For whether it is to avoid hurting them.. Or freaking them out.. Kids do hesitate before sharing in a carefree manner.. We need to stop being a mere parent and find that strength within us to let them make their own mistakes and learn from them.. Only cautioning.. Not stopping them completely from doing something.. 

On our way back, The car kept stalling everywhere.. So each time we had to push the car.. And what i realized once again in waves of heartening faith is how deep is our need to help in time of distress.. Really natural.. Integral.. Instant.. For every person we requested, readily agreed to push the car.. Despite getting wet in the light drizzle that had started nor the strong heat before that.. 

Last went to supermarket got really drenched.. Yippee.. First rains and i got to have a bath! .. So much we had looked forward to the rains.. But when it does rain.. Why dont we raise our heads to feel the droplets on our face.. Embracing the rain Instead of looking down shrinking into ourselves and running for shelter.. But the joy is still there.. The smile.. The fragrance of damp clay.. Intoxicating our senses..