Life can be really queer at times, Its just not a straight road. There has to be twists and turns, that cannot be missed. Life is a mystery. Life needs to be like the clear blue water where people can see through and understand the situation. Why do I have to make myself understood always? Why cant people understand what i want in life ? I am what I am....
Dia is playing in the beach trying to make a sandcastle with her little hands. Aman is running around trying to act macho by playing with the little men :).
Dia has a twinkle in her eyes and with a wide grin, she comes running to her mom saying " Mum, can we make our new house like this?" Aman comes around and echoes the same wish. This is the first time where the warriors have made peace and are coming up with a common request.
Aman joins back his gang and starts playing near the waves. Looking at that, Dia starts running towards him to join the fun. Aman shooes her away saying she is too small to be playing there.
Dia flashes her angelic smile and sweetly stutters to say " Bhai...please..little Dia wants to play too". Well no one can refuse to be a part of her cute strategies..:) Aman takes her by his lil hands and stands beside her while she is playing in the water.
The sun is setting in the horizon while mum dearie is savouring one of the best possible moments in life...seems like a dream though...
Thanks to "kiddo" for hearing me out...:) n introducing me to this song...
"Life may seem uncertain and difficult at times, but you need to keep the faith going and believe that what you desire will be all yours. As I say always whatever happens is for good and what is to come will be for good. So keep smiling n rocking."
"I tried to be perfectBut nothing was worth it
I don’t believe it makes me realI thought it’d be easy
But no one believes meI meant all the things I said
I saw her bouncing up the stairs with a naughty smile on her face. She jumped up within seconds and squeezed through the crowd. I see her walk around with an aura of haughtiness and confidence in the campus. We have a strong connect for sure. Whenever I walk into the coffee shop, she will just pop out of nowhere and say "hi". I have seen her grow up in the last few months into a beautiful grey eyed lassie. We are similar in quite a lot of ways..:) We are great at playing pranks at the unsuspecting innocent people. We love coffee at CCD. We love taking long walks in our beautiful lawns at work. D n me have named her as "Kantaben".
Presenting the famous natty cat " Kantaben" of our campus..:)
Today i came from office and though i straight go off to sleep....but today somehow i decided to watch the News,As usual i was flicking channels...and happened to watch CNN....The funeral of Former US President Ronald Reagan was being telecast live from California...The Last Journey was being shown as he was buried to rest..............This was one of the best funerals that i had come across.....Being a Christian myself...but funerals are different....here in India and US......It was the wish of Mr.Ronald Reagan that he should be laid to rest while the sun was setting....Let me start rite from start.......Something about Mr.Reagan...On February 6, 1911, Ronald Wilson Reagan was born to Nelle and John Reagan in Tampico, Illinois. He attended high school in nearby Dixon and then worked his way through Eureka College. There, he studied economics and sociology, played on the football team, and acted in school plays. Upon graduation, he became a radio sports announcer. A screen test in 1937 won him a contract in Hollywood. During the next two decades he appeared in 53 films. From his first marriage to actress Jane Wyman, he had two children, Maureen and Michael. Maureen passed away in 2001. In 1952 he married Nancy Davis, who was also an actress, and they had two children, Patricia Ann and Ronald Prescott. At the end of his two terms in office, Ronald Reagan viewed with satisfaction the achievements of his innovative program known as the Reagan Revolution, which aimed to reinvigorate the American people and reduce their reliance upon Government. He felt he had fulfilled his campaign pledge of 1980 to restore "the great, confident roar of American progress and growth and optimism." That was about the great man....One of the few facts Mr.Ronald Reagan and Lady Margaret Thatcher changed the face of global economy.The service at The National Cathedral was very good...and it was a moment of grief for everybody...especially his wife and children.A very touching scene was when Nancy his wife kissed the coffin before the funeral march andthe pain and emotion was very much visible .....When the body was bought to The Ronald Reagan Library California......and placedagainst the mountains and the lovely sunset.............The life of a great person set along with the sunset...Even though i was no one...and was watching the live telecast....Therez something that touched me....His wife was with him in each and every step...Thats the vow people take in presence of GOd..till death do us part......She was strong ...yet she brokedown when the American Flag was given to her...The last time when she kissed the coffin ...knowing it is the last time she was seeing her husband.......The love that they must have shared in the lifetime was very much evident...it seemed as if she was conversing with him..........When she broke down...her children came up and were behind her....The sound of the gunshots...and the beautiful music......one song that always touches one'ssoul..............Amazing Grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me,I once was lost but now am found ...........................A perfect funeral...........made me realise....that our last journey...and destination in life is going back to GOD....He is watching me...and is always there by my side.............My actions,my life should reflect him...this was taught to me by my parents always...Left me with a thought to ponder.................Thou comes from dust ....thou will go to dust..........................May GOD Bless his Soul.........Amen.Tia
Thanks to the recession, there has been a sudden surplus in the supply of meetings..:)
Its a Monday morning and there I go running across to start my day with a " short meeting", I call up my folks while walking up to my building trying to do my due dilligence to ensure that the data is ready.
Its 5:45 PM..phew..I cycle across with the hope of getting into the room before Bossie n Super Bossie. Well hard luck :(, I am the last one to gallop into the room.
I say my prayers :) before the meeting kick starts. The meeting starts with one of the chief commanders being asked to provide an update on his platoon.
Bang! I hear a gunshot of questions pointed at him on a point blankrange. The poor chief is giving all the possible explanations for the queries thrown at him.
I am looking at my lovely guess watch trying to make quick calculations on how long it will take us to wind up all the rounds of gunfire. I was waiting for the gun to be pointed at me as I had got all the ammunition that was required to counterattack the gunshots. I had made my lil warmaps to ensure that I do not panic at these attacks.
There are no signs of the Commander in Chief coming towards my zone...:) I am happy thinking that I can leave in a couple of minutes on the pretext of the "client call".
I am starting to get tired...now..
Chief steps in and asks me two questions which leads us into a whirlpool of queries. :) I in my usual self shoot back with all statistical facts.
God Bless the Soul who rescued us by virtue of the sales call...:) SB just jumps out and starts running..
Well I needed to run to get into the call with a great client...:) It was scheduled for 30 mins but we did a good job and wrapped up in 15 mins..
How I wish if there could be a restriction enforced on the no of hours spent in meetings especially here in our country where the value of time is always an undersestimation vis-vi-vis Uncle Sam's place..
I pick up the pieces of me to put it back together to move ahead with a :) I walk the roads as a looney traveller to a destination that is not visible yet there... I pack the memoirs of life and a lovely childhood in a satin box.. The churner has been switched on by "HIM" yet again ... A dish in making which is spicy yet needs to be projected as a sweet dish...:) Quite mindless ramblings....
I believe I can fly at this moment.... The world is mine... I choose to conquer it spreading smiles...:) Life might be like a bungee jump ... I choose to jump n conquer the phobias..:) Life is full of smiles.... I choose to believe that the floodlights were on...:) Life is a bag of goodies... I choose to unfold the goodies one by one...:)