They thrive on neglect

When we moved homes, I had dozens to things on my head. Get the school bus sorted out. Ensure the carpenter finishes all the jobs before leaving. Find someone to deliver milk and newspapers. Sort through the junk accumulated over years, and keep only what you need. What didn’t figure on my list was watering the plants. Tomorrow I’ll water them, I resolved every night- that tomorrow never came. The plants wilted, but they waited for me. And when I started watering them, they perked up and rewarded me with new leaves.

Plants are funny. Sometimes, they thrive on neglect.

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This is the fifth year that I am going to be a part of NaBloWriM. The writing mojo seems to have deserted me, but by elaborating either on a quote that touches my heart, or by attempting to capture a fleeting emotion, let me see how long I last.

Making time for coffee

The aroma of freshly brewing coffee fills the house. I am transported back to another world- a life of deadlines, a time when coffee coursed through the veins instead of blood, a world defined by pie charts and excel spreadsheets. I have left that world far behind. But stealing time to savour coffee still seems like a crime- it’s purpose, after all, is to keep you going.

There are a hundred chores to be finished. But I defiantly sit down with a mug of steaming hot coffee, and tackle the Sudoku. If we don’t make time for ourselves, who will? 

 

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This is the fifth year that I am going to be a part of NaBloWriM. The writing mojo seems to have deserted me, but by elaborating either on a quote that touches my heart, or by attempting to capture a fleeting emotion, let me see how long I last.

Even dusting!!!

“You son tells such wonderful stories”, my mother told me. “You should write them down.”

“I just don’t have the time”, I told her. “I am barely surviving. I cannot make time for something else.”

“It is not as though everything you do is essential”, she insisted. “You can cut down on something else, and do it.”

But that is exactly what I do. Cut out what is not essential. There are the things I need to do to survive. There are the things I do to retain my sanity. Everything else is unessential. Everything else I ignore. Even dusting!

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There are many paths to Peace of Mind. Meditation is one of them, but that is not for everyone. What works for me is attaining Balance in my life. So far, so good. Taken in May at a monastery in Ladakh, this forms a part of my Pictorial Flashback of 2012.