Some hard realities of life

We are currently having a short vacation time. But as opportune as it always happens, I never get to rest. I am not complaining or even resenting to the fate. But simply wondering how as nature has its own ways of retaliating as we are seeing in the recent past of Kerala, similarly, our bodies too have its own ways of showing each one of us, that we need to sometime look at us also!

On a rather seemingly usual evening, i was numbed by a pain, so vigorous and excruciating. As I always do, i ignored it. But never did i know that it would manifest itself into something as big that, it will make me stop my life at least for a couple of days. Stop to make me sit and relax, rest and introspect. Stop to make me understand that life is always not about keeping deadlines, working day in and out, never stopping to sit back, sip a cup of tea, enjoy those simple moments. 

Sometimes, in life, you need to get hit hard by the realities of life, don't we? Had i not undergone that pain, never would i have realized what i was putting my body through. I was travelling, incessantly, living a life out of a box, for quite sometime now. It surely had taken its toll, not just on body but also on mind. 

Such incidents also bring to light the real friends of our lives. Our families. The importance of the institution of family, of marriage. Of simple niceties. How people who where nowhere related came to help. How their helping hand gave me hope. A hope that good people still exist. That they are not yet a mirage, a thing bygone. It also gave me added responsibility of how I should make my daughter aware and realise that life is not just about getting and taking, but also of giving. Most importantly, when you are in need. If you can be of help, when a person is in most need, then that's the best thing that one can do. It creates memories. Memories of life, filled with love and a feeling of being cared for.

As I always feel, whatever happens in life has a reason. Some are reminders, some are pointers. Some are just feelers. But this one, is all of them. Cheers to Acute Lumbar Spasm:)

Such a long time ....

Its been such a long time. As in 7 odd years of writing in this space. Truly unbecoming of me.
One again, thanks a ton Reenu Acha for reminding me of the days i used to write. I owe that to you. It rekindled memories. Fond ones, of vibrant solitude , of introspection, musings , thoughts and feelings.
I myself could not help think about the coincidence , barely an intended one, that I was writing this the first time after marriage. And I have been married for 7 years now. Hmm...not small an achievement again.
Life took so many turns. It breaked, puffed, again cruised, huffed in between again. But still I love the idea of being married, of being a mother , of being loved. So lucky me.
I keep wondering about the present generation. Not that I am an oldie, far apart from the one I am talking. But ,now are the days where commitment is such a thought about concept, true life partners a rare commodity and girls fearful of making a life long commitments in the form of marriage. But I remember back in 2013, i was so clear that I wanted this charmy mess. I was done with being single, sometimes alone too. I wanted company. Someone to fight with. Someone to cause trouble for. Someone to be of help too, sometimes.
Looking back, though not very long back, as in they do sitting in 60s, i feel, so far things have been so refreshing, unique, bumpy at times, but truly worth the challenge.
Thanks etta.i know you may not even see this. But, this one is for you. And to our ways and togetherness.