It always seems like as though there is never enough time. My days seem to be packed and am in a sort of hurry, trying to push in as much as I can in it. Yet, what I can’t really seem to understand is that despite the days being seemingly long, the months and years seem to be accelerating ahead at a faster pace.
So what’s going on?
The month of October was a witness to this paradoxical situation, where each and every day seemed long, though the month by itself slipped by too quickly. With the husband’s constant absence (the part and parcel of being married to the forces), the larger responsibility of the family rests on my shoulders. “We are in that phase in life, where one is in the thick of responsibilities. It must be endured.” Hubby often calms me down with these words. Yet, all through those precious calls he makes through a satellite phone from a remote location, I fill it with melodramatic cribs, about being left alone to handle it all. We literally run our household on phone, discussing loan matters, children and their school progress, parents and their well-being. It sure does take two to tango, but here we are doing the tango from two opposite locations.
We humans are indeed complex. Our minds are capable of ricocheting between two contrasting emotions. The month saw quieter days too, when I was at peace and got to reflect inwards. Thanks to the reading that I got to do, I came across these lines by Sudha Murty in one of her books, “Behind every successful woman is a supportive man”. I thanked my stars that I actually have one!
With the festive time in the month, the kids were excited to have their set of new clothes, munch on yummy food and light oil lamps around our home. It reminded me of my childhood days, where Diwali meant getting up early at 4.00 AM for the ritualistic oil bath. Groggy yet excited at the prospect of getting to wear new clothes, we would wait for our turn, as grand mom would cup an entire palm full of oil on our heads. There would be sweets and savories to munch on post that. The rest of the day would be spent just lazing around and bursting crackers with the rest in the colony. Festive times garner fond memories to last a lifetime. Grateful that I have such memories. And it’s my time to create some for my kids.
Post festivities, I sat rummaging through an old brown box lying in the attic of our home. I came across an old monochrome photograph. With fading and curled edges, it is just one among the few pictures I have of my childhood. A treasure indeed, ‘cause there aren’t many that I have. Getting into the mode to see family photographs, I connected my hard disk to my television and played on pictures of my girls and their early years. Where have all the years gone? The girls seem to be growing up all too soon. I wish life had a pause button, so that I could stop to cherish and savor every moment. This entire “photo seeing” exercise made me realize that my issues were indeed trivial and my melodramatic cribbing to hubby made no sense. It sure is best to look at what’s around and soak in all the joy it radiated, instead of cribbing about what’s not there.
Leaving you with lines I had read way back in school. They sprang up in my mind one fine day and I checked it up on Google.
I had the blues because I had no shoes, until upon the street I met a man who had no feet- Deni Waitley
The month of October sure took me on a roller coaster ride emotionally. But aren’t such rides important too in life? What do you have to say?
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Linking with October 2017 Gratitude Circle bloghop at Vidya Sury, Collecting Smiles