It is one of those days the idea of which changes drastically as we grow up…In the beginning I never knew what was all the fuss about…As they told later I would be crying or shitting around and rest of the people will have the cake and chit chatting around…Later on , I got the whiff of things and looked forward to the cake and sharing of candies with friends…And those teenage years I cared less about the celebrations and more about any cash that would come in…Then I found the whole things pretty boring as during college I hardly cared about it and it was just another reason to hang out with friends…And then work made the day more “corporate” with the messenger wishes and official greetings from colleagues….
Now this day coincides with the one of the happiest times of life or infact one of the proudest as I have my parents here. As much as it is an experience for them, it is a fulfillment of a dream for me…Although getting them here doesn’t in anyway suffice the hardships they have gone through and sacrifices they have made in bringing me up, I am more than happy to give something back …
As another year passes by of growing older and in my case not necessarily wiser (You know I have already reached those “wiseness” limits..;-D) I thank my parents for making me what I am…it sounds so clichéd to say that, but I guess you never can stop saying that because there is never an “enough of that” for it… I thank God for giving me so many good things in life inspite of the fact that I have done enough things in life to make you scratch your head in “godly frustrations’...Inspite of having had a very selfish relation with God where I sought his ‘consultancy’ only during those crisis times and ignored him conveniently otherwise, I must say I have got more than a fair deal from him…I thank those people who have given me reasons to smile and laugh intentionally or otherwise (there are many bloggers out here who do that to me)…It could be just anyone who can do that to us isn’t ? Maybe a little kid or a dog playing merrily in the water…I thank those who have inspired me to do something good some way or the other…There are so many people out there to whom I should express my gratitude. But I rather end this post with a few lines I first heard in ‘Frasier’. These lines from a Tennyson poem are sure an inspiration to move forward as we grow older especially when it happened to me today by an year!!
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield
P.S Apologies for not responding to comments in time…I hope to get back to regular blogging next week as I ll be undergoing the transition back to the old routine of getting back to office and doing no work!! ;-D
On a positive side I have plenty of blogs to catch up which I missed over the past three weeks and I count that itself as a nice gift!!;-D
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