01 March 2013

two months have passed by quite fast and here the first of march has arrived. the month of february was quite eventful with many things coming to pass.

awaiting the completion of our book, my defense and publishing of an essay which is in cold storage. looking forward.

marching ahead with march.

joy and peace always :)

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A glowing 80th :)

On 13th March, I had blogged about how my grandfather was diagnosed with cancer and was fighting a battle. Many of your comments in the form of prayers, best wishes and encouragement was lovely. I was touched and grateful for all your words.

Now after four months, the medicines are working well and he is fine. On the 30th we celebrated his 80th and how joyful were we in that ocassion!

Sometimes miracles happen. Rather, it always happens. We only have to keep our eyes open.

Our entire family was broken when we got the news of his cancer and how faithless we were. We only thought of death and all that. But then he has lived through it and how! Hale and healthy to see the 80th on the 30th.

I am overwhelmed with gratitude to all of you who wished me well. The higher power looks and never disappoints :)

Writing to the hum of rain outside

It has been long since words nurtured this gratitude blog of mine. Everyday I find serene moments worth of thanksgiving but never jot it down. There is a bombardment of words these days -- my thesis needs me to fill in page after page which exhausts and turns my insides out!

Today, I thought let there be an abundance of words as the rains have come again. It gives a special feeling to be writing my thesis as it's raining outside. I was complaining that this room is quite hot and stuffy and after a few minutes, it started raining. I consider myself special as the Universe listens. It probably wanted to keep me going with my writing and so it began to pour to Cool Me you know.

I can't be more thankful. It's half past 12 at night. The new day has already began. I am glad. I am happy.

A fresh perspective, here I come.

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For my grandfather

Today we got the news that my grandfather has got cancer. He does not know it. Just the thought that he does not know and is cheerful brings tears to all of us.

I am grateful today that I as his eldest granddaughter was able to share so many lovely stories and moments with him. There have been times when I did not like many of the things he did. Well, all of us have grouses like that.

He is the last connection that I have with the older generation of my mother's family. He is quite important to all of us. Its strange to know that he does not know that he is dying but is hoping for the medicines to make him all right.

He has enabled me to see so much of life when I had not yet come into this world. He was born when India was not free and was under the British regime. Stories of life in the barracks, fire-schools, exotic places and people engaged us thoroughly and by now we know all the stories by heart and yet we would love our grandfather to narrate it to us.

I love him. I am thankful that he was there for us with lots of stories.

Please do pray for him.

Knowledge . . .

You know sometimes I come across people who say: "I wish I knew how to read and write . . ." It saddens me that they are deprived of the most important aspect that liberates - The ability to read and write. Today I am thankful that I am in a position to read, write and also think. Certain things in life are taken so much for granted that seldom we pause to think that we would be different individuals if we did not have the priveleges we so enjoy. Stopping by to relish and be grateful makes life worth living.

Thank-You

I admit its difficult to find titles for the blog posts which expresses my gratefulness for life's numerous acts of kindness. The title for today's post is again from the heart. Today I am thinking of various people without whom life's daily passage would be incomplete.

The man who presses my clothes
The vegetable-seller
The people who collect our garbage
The woman who helps us at home with the clothes
The milk-seller
The lady who sells fruits
The people from the electricity, civil department who attend to whenever we call
The newspaper boy

All these people carry on with the tasks assigned to them and most of the times we take them for granted but only when they don't come, we realise how indispensable they are to us and our smooth living. When these people help us in the fringes, we can carry on with life gladly. I am glad that they are there for us.

Thank You for the music

This post is quite a random one but nevertheless a heartfelt one. Down my timeline there have been many wonderful people I met who were friends, aquaintances, boyfriends, lovers, fellow bloggers and others. Even though sometimes the relationship was quite a brief one, these individuals have introduced me to some amazing music for which I can never be thankful enough. There have been artistes whose music I can never get in a 'normal' music store but then the music would have been something that kindled me enough to shed copious tears, love fearlessly, eat shamelessly, fight gracefully, etc. I can go on and on with this but then I stop for fear of being quite explicit (which I can be).

I remember all those individuals today and offer a silent thanks for the music they loved and listened to and in the process of life passed it on to me. I have been doing the same. Passing on the music I like to people. In doing that I pass on a part of myself to them and the knowledge that they still have that music assures me that I am with them -- though not physically and in talking terms, I am with them.

I could mention the names here for I remember each and everyone but it does not matter.