Fools Rush!

It was my birthday eve and I was pretending to sleep. My eyes were closed but my senses were picking up clues of my husband waiting for our clock to strike 12 o clock. Surprise he wakes me up with a kiss “Happy Birthday, love. Look what I have got for you!” He turns me around towards the other side of the room where lay the Black forest with its candle lit to brighten up our souls. The laptop plays the wishes song and he claps to sing along. I cut the first piece out, doge it near his mouth and then eat it all myself. With lovable fury he avenges, with his piece over my face and there love starts to game. Minutes pass by, and we decide to hit the sack for I know it will be a long day tomorrow. While he takes a warm shower, I end cleaning the room. “It’s getting late for me; you need to come out fast” I shout at the sight of my clock ticking 1.00 am. “Well baby, it wouldn’t be late and we can save up also some water, if only…” am dragged all in!

Day breaks in and at serve of morning green tea, he tells about his plans to stay home. Trying to capitalize the best of this day, I think of the variety foods that can be served at the Kings royal table. Starting from soup, starters, main course and dessert I sketch out the groceries that were to be bought. While he watched “pirates of Caribbean” with the green tea running cold; I drive out to shop – still thinking what best could I do to make the day memorable. After close to two hours I step back into our palace to see him still watching another chapter of the Jack Sparrow. With sigh I start cleaning the meat and within no time he follows to slice down the vegetables. Somehow he always loves to help me out in the dishes and I let him be happy in doing what he does the best. Cooking together gets so much of a fun than a chore by itself. Every dish gets its unique ingredient of love; the flavor of happiness; the taste of romance…A bright scorching ray of sunlight!!!

The messy bedroom screen is pulled out by my maid and there I woke up laughing my dream away.….

New entrant to Bloggers world

Am all excited and happy for my Best Friend has decided to pen down her thoughts through Blogspot. Sometimes, texts speak sharper than a spoken word. Let’s the recipient feel the written emotions, as it intended by its sender.

World wide web here comes, "A trip - From the heart"- an untold story of the imprisoned writer and philosopher. Poke in at http://anitas007.blogspot.com

Born to shame the ordinary?

He Was born Prematurely
He survived, when his twin sister expired
He is mentally Challenged
He is Blind
He is a Musical Genius
He is Derek Paravicini
Born to Ms. Mary Ann Hanbury, Derk lived in Redhill College for the Blind, where he did not discern or know even to cloth or feed himself. Now at the age of 26 years, he has an I.Q of a 4 year old. But something that made him extraordinarily Unique was his brain. With His ability of hearing, processing, and creating music, he can tell apart every note of the chord and play it back. Yahoo calls him the “Living ipod” . University of Cambridge observes "Most highly-trained musicians would not be able to do this. They might recognize the top note and the bottom note." His love for music and heavenly gift to replay the thousands of songs (after hearing them just once or twice), continues to thrill his audience via concerts. – (Courtesy: web)

Helen Keller although deaf/ dumb, was an author who campaigned for Women suffering, Worker rights and socialism. Steven Hawking, paralyzed in his wheel chair gave us Theories on quantum Gravity and cosmology. Loyld Bachrach disabled since birth, triumphantly went to win 25 gold, 27 silver, and 20 bronze medals in various competitions. Anne Frank, while still in childhood Surviving the war of Nazis, wrote a Diray which later became one of the world's mostly read books.

Majority of us in the present century, with all the gifts of technology, science and education, have settled jobs that will provide just for the living. Daring not to venture man’s innate potentials, I choose to live at ease within the comfort zone of my family, my job and my friends. In fearing the misfortune, I choose to curtail the risk by choosing to stay with my fixed monthly pay check. May be there is a need for me, a physically and mentally fit creation, to draw inspiration from my disabled fellows, who have mounted to the peaks using the limited resources that was available to them.

Reminds me someone who with His Absurd decisions, Thoughts and Talks, introduced me to the world of Leaders/Philosophy. At the age of 31 while is friends choose to settle for wife, kids and a 5 digit salary (mundane problems), he choose to invest a major sum of whatever he earned to pursue management studies in one of India’s top Business Schools. Easily said than done, I salute to the spirit this risk taker who seems to be quiet determined in realizing his entrepreneurial dreams over his personal life.

Sky is the limit when we with six senses dare to dream BIG. With passion and focus to fuel, Man can attain the unfeasible. For it isn’t about winning but the spirit of trying that matters. "trying" when replicated, will soon translate to SUCCESS.

Tidbit Thoughts

I think someone is dear; time shows me they are not
I think some are meant to be hated; time shows me they are not
I think someone is my friend; time shows me they are not
I think someone is my enemy; time shows me they are not
I think someone is good; time shows me they are not
I think someone is bad; time shows me they are not

Now, is it others fault or time’s lessons? It could not be either but mine.
My Fault, for I’m not balancing my emotions, prejudices and judgment scales between the weights of good and bad!!!