The other side to a story.

Just got back from kissing goodbye to my little nephew (3.5 y.o.) and niece (6 y.o.) at the Chennai International airport. They are adorable, let me tell you that much. Their mamma and dadda decided to move to Oman, Muscat for good. So these two babies are super excited going to a foreign land but on the same hand seeing their mamma cry as she kissed and hugged us, broke their tiny hearts. Children are the embodiment of guilelessness and to see their precious hearts pained and watch pristine tears roll was truly a difficult moment for me.  

Most tears proceed from hurt, others through guilt and few others from pity. But the tears from these two were from an emotion they could not even understand. Such is the heart of children. They did not know what they were missing or the understanding of being away from your extended family is hurtful until their mother introduced the other side of it when she let her cheeks get moist. I don't expect her to be cold or I don't suggest she should have contained her emotions, but the children were the happiest till the moment they witnessed another side to the jolly journey to a foreign land.

I wish the other side of some stories in life are hid to me as well. As much as I am curious to learn and inquisitive about new things, somethings in life are better if not known. To be informed is one thing and to be over informed is another. Living in this time of age, it's scary to not know enough and its disturbing if you know too much. Ignorance is indeed bliss and too much knowledge is certainly dangerous. However I am going to miss these doll faces <3

Just pick a topic and write.

Hello there. Hi. So yes, I was reading last night about how to improve my writing skills and this was one tip - Just pick a topic and write. It said I shouldn't be wasting time thinking what I want to write about. I just had to practice writing everyday in order to become a great writer. It also said I need to get creative and have my content mostly in active voice and prepare multiple drafts, because when we take a break and get back to our work, we are likely to get a new perspective on things and the quality of our work improves as well.

Two other cool tips were to have all my writing at one place. I guess for now it will be this blog for me where all my rambling will be documented. The other thing was on writing about the same situation from a different angle. I was hesitant about this because I didn't think it will help. But that is the thing, I am sometimes opinionated so much that I lose in the place of learning. So am going to try this out too.

Just when I thought I was almost done, I realized that I missed two other tips. Grammar can drive you crazy, but the good news is we can take assistance from online resources like grammarly.com. Next thing is to use evocative words. Yes this is my personal favourite and my all time excitement-giver :P and apparently the reason why this article isn't that great even to me is because I've not used even one strgng word. But hey, I did 'Just pick a topic and write'. Cheers!

Roses, Red hearts & Champagne - Oh please!

The idea of having one particular day in an entire year just to celebrate love is downright hypocrisy, rather stupid. Don't ya think? I mean love is the rudimentary element in a relationship. Its akin to respect and affection. To make such a radical matter as a luxury and blow magic glitter around it is ridiculous. I understand celebrating birthdays and anniversaries, but celebrating love on one specific day? Duh! Then why don't we have a bath or eat day or a brush your hair day? 

Just to be clear I am not against Valentine's day. I understand the emotion. I dig the fanciness and cheesiness that goes with this day and for the record I celebrate it too..before-you-scratch-my-eyes-out, I can guarantee, I have done all the things which are usually done only on a valentine's day (by some people) at least once in a month with my loved ones except not wishing them Happy Valentine's day. 

So the real question is how special do you make your loved ones feel the rest of the days in a year?

Breezy love.

This is me whenever I am wind-kissed <3

Do not trivialize the touch of an impartial chilly wind that blows at you at a manageable speed. I am a big believer of simple pleasures. When was the last time you noticed the twinkle in the eyes of a 2 year old and allowed your heart to be embraced by that innocence? Or when did you last talk to an old dame and be charmed by the slowness in her speech and the coyness in her words? Ah, I can just keep going on.. but am not :)

Have you ever sat alone in an open terrace midst tall trees and felt overcome by the joy of life? If you have, you exactly know what am talking about. The touch of breeze is so cleansing, it sometimes feels like I have been breathed upon with new life. It is an instant mood-lifter, a spontaneous hugger and a no-conditions-apply stress buster. I think it has in it the power to mesmerize and hypnotize too, cause not later than my friendly visit with the winds (in the terrace or at the beach), I am immediately in a better place mentally and I get a fresh perspective even on mundane things.

God Himself walked in the garden (of Eden) in the cool of the day. (Genesis 3:8, The Holy Bible). Should I say more? If God enjoyed his walks in chilly winds, there ain't no doubt how refreshing it is. It is safe to say that wind has a secondary purpose of easing our lives besides primarily giving us life (oxygen). Next time you are at a breezy place, get some love. Its free.

Procrastination is the mother of all evil.

What is the point in goals if you cannot work on it.. now?

Why should you dream if you are not doing anything about it.. now?

If life was forever, you can think of putting it off for later, but don't you know?

Everything we see, love and know is going to come to an end, how then are you sure you will have the time?

You think regret is easy?

It will grow in you like a virus and eat you alive like cancer.

You think being lazy, slothful and sluggish is okay?

It only means guilt, loss and failure is acceptable to you.

Life goes on..

Packing lunch for parents is quite a nice thing to do, so I hurriedly stuffed their boxes, as parents can also be like the kids that run late to school. It was around 10 am and I felt that the day was already over. I hate the feeling of having nothing to do in a world of infinite opportunities. Um, yeah, I heard how it sounded in your head. So let me rephrase it, "I hate myself for allowing me to feel that I have nothing to do in this world of infinite opportunities."

Unable to delete those defecating thoughts of nothingness and self pity, I went to my room and spiralled on my bed. I was telling myself in the ghastly way possible that I do not want to sleep away right now, I do not want to be succumbed to anything lecherous or defiling on thoughts or actions just because I feel empty inside. I lay there feeling bleak at heart and pained in my soul. I think I allowed myself to fall asleep for 15 mins, it felt like one of those cold nights, where the chillness in the atmosphere gives you the feeling of luxury and comfort, the natures way. I thought it was raining as I could hear the droplets of joy and the smell of sweet petrichor and I could feel my heart dampen with cognizance and willingness to shake off my doleful and pessimistic feeling about life.

I turned over and faced the ceiling, still having my eyes closed as I was too afraid to open my eyes to my pathetic self. I told myself under my breath those 3 magic words, 'Life goes on..' 

"Everyday is a choice we make to improve our present state of life or dig ourselves an early grave." I thought of all the underprivileged people on this planet, destroyed by the inability to grow out of their poverty, drug addiction, slavery, epidemic diseases and those dying in war camps and battlefield. I thought of the free life I have, without ANY of the above mentioned cripplement. Every moment is a decision we make to be happy and bold irrespective of the circumstances we are in. 

God, do you have a minute?

Dear God,

What do you want from me? I do not have the power or knowledge to fight  you. Obviously, You will win as You are the Almighty. I surrender to you because I need peace in my heart. I know only You can provide that. I got no idea about the people of the world. How they lead their lives and do their tasks. But as for me, I need you. I don't think I can possibly take a step forward in my life without your help. Will you please be considerate of my heartache and help me Lord?

In Jesus Name.
Amen.

-- 10 mins later --

Dear God,

Thank You so much for opening my heart and removing the bitterness and negativity from it. You touched me, and now I feel saved. You are indeed a great and mighty God, mysterious in Your working and unbelievable in Your leading. I cannot explain how much happy and spirited I feel now Jesus dear. I sincerely hope and pray that every single person in this world allow their hearts to be touched by Your love. Thank You so much from the bottom of my heart. Love you till the end dad.

Much love,
Jenita Allen