Commit, to only what you want to, to only what you can,
Pursue what you must, stick to what you plan,
The pitfalls and the stopgaps, of which you fear,
Only come to show when your focus is unclear,
Set your destination right,
The goals to reach there, kept always in sight,
Discover your zenith,
For success, has never been a myth!
Let’s stick on to each other,
Like ink on a piece of paper,
Let’s live in a fable, let’s live without a label 💖
Where is it that you wish to be,
What is it, that in your dreams, you see?
Close your eyes, let your instincts guide thee,
Flap your wings, bring to life your crazy audacity!
I go on a loop, with a clam,
Seeking reality amidst all the sham,
In the mission to figure out who I am,
Only to discover bliss in the mayhem!
Yesterday, my friend and I got into a share-auto on our way back home from work. Soon afterward, the heavy downpour started and as the auto sped off we were worried about how we’d reach home on time. Since we were the last 2 passengers in the rickshaw, the driver said he’d better head straight home, when he asked him if he could drive us to our destination (we had to take another bus to reach home). Fair enough. But then, as we reached our stop, the downpour became heavier making it impossible for people to walk on the streets without an umbrella or a jerkin – and we had neither. The auto rickshaw driver sensing that offered to drive us to the bus stop (for which he had to take a left from the junction where we had planned to get down and drive a few metres, whilst he had planned to go straight) and we gratefully agreed.
But he didn’t just drop us off at the bus stand and leave yesterday. He was kind enough to let us wait in the auto rickshaw until the bus came (10 minutes later), he ensured both of us got in safely and then left the place.
That was one good turn our way yesterday. God bless him in abundance ✨😊
Why meddle when you’re unsure,
Why meddle if it wouldn’t find you, your cure,
Just play along,
For He knows what is right and what is wrong,
Why meddle and spoil the fun,
When you can focus just on what you want to get done?
First day of the week and I’m drenched from head to toe as I return home, and, I’m famished. The dark clouds always definitely are an indication of something good, but getting drenched in the rain is definitely not my cup of tea. I splatter water all around in the house as I make my way towards my room, when an astonishingly familiar aroma hits me. An astonishingly familiar, yet mouth-wateringly delicious aroma. Patience not withstanding, I ask my mom what she’s cooking and she replies, albeit with a bit of hesitation “Rava Kichdi”
Though I’m more than willing to gulp down anything she gives me, I mock-gag at the name and sneak into my room.
Minutes later, I get to gobble platefuls of hot piping Kichdi generously lathered with the best sambhar on earth.
This, without a doubt, is the BEST meal I’ve ever had, until date.
I wouldn’t trade this for anything in the world. Anything.
Each has his own favorite rain-food. Masala chai. Moong Dal Ke Pakode. Bhajiyas. This, has to be mine. 💖