hello, hello hello! (waving hand in the air. Everyone applauds. Thank you!) :-)
Yes, I am alive. Yes, I am well.
Thank you so much to all who called, to all who mailed and to all who asked. I haven’t been online at all as I wasn’t well for a few days (horrible flu but not the swine) and then as soon as I recovered I went to Derby to visit Niall. It was awesome! (Picture clicked in Niall’s drawing room. You can see his brilliant work on the wall. It was a privilege for me to see his pictures which I am so familiar with.)
My portraiture course is really intensive and it takes up almost all my time. Add to that writing my second book and of course, the famous housework which I mentioned in my previous post , precious time with my darling babies and you can see why it took me so long to even reply to my blog comments. I am sure you will understand.
The Lament of a Blog Reader
No new poems and no world less Wednesdays
No new musings and nothing amusing
No mama moments and no blog marathons
Nothing new to ponder or dwell on
I know you are busy sketching
And those portraits look so very fetching
But please do write a line
Coz its for a new post that we pine!
Ok I know this is very lousy poetry and written in great haste, but can I please please have a new blog post :-)
I so look fwd to them.
BTW I hope you are doing well and are in good health.
I Loved her poem! She is being very humble to call it lousy. It might have been written in haste but what made it special for me was the thoughtfulness behind it. I immediately mailed her back and this was my reply:
How can I this request deny?
Promptly I shall comply.
You will see a new post at the end of the day.
Will reproduce your poem on my blog with credit to you, If I may? :)
She again replied back in verse granting permission :-)
So here is my post for today. It is really not wordless but I am filing it under Wordless Wednesday as it has a lot of photos which is what Wordless Wednesdays are about.
Often in life, we forget the small things. We are so busy in the mornings that we see but we don’t notice, we listen but we don’t hear, we glance but we don’t absorb, we eat but we don’t savour.
Last night I had a very bad nightmare. It was depressing, vivid and worst of all it felt so real and it was a possibility which I would not wish even on my worst enemies. I cried this morning as I narrated my nightmare to my husband –they were tears of relief that it was only a nightmare. But it did teach me a lesson—it reminded me to be grateful for good health, to be grateful for food on the table, to be grateful for friends who care and most of all, to really live each day, not merely exist dragging a weary soul behind you.
We don’t have to wait for marvellous things to happen to enjoy life. Life is mostly small moments strung together like beads in a necklace. Some are beads of happiness, some are beads of laughter, some are beads of disappointment—they are all there, but they fit marvellously to make life beautiful. It is up to you to notice the beads and savour the ones that make you feel good and quickly passing over the ones that don’t.
I clicked a few pictures this morning—all clicked in my kitchen and one in my drawing room. These are the things that I was truly grateful for this morning.
I hope you find your moments too!
Flowers in my drawing room. I love flowers.
Flowers on my kitchen window sill too. I did mean it when I said I love flowers :-)
Burgers I made for lunch that I packed for Satish and the kids, this morning. (There are aloo tikkis inside! Yum!) :-)
Soft spongy ildis (Yes I make good idlis and sambar and I painstakingly grind my own batter too. Not readymade mix) and steaming hot sambar that we had for breakfast :-) (yeah I am showing off now. heh heh.)
And finally a cup of tea that I did not have to make myself :-) Ah! Bliss!