TGIF

It’s Friday night
And work is done
Everyone’s heading out
For some fun

I glance at my watch
It’s a quarter to eight
I’ll stick around for a bit
Then make my escape

I think to myself
I must be getting old
There used to a time
When I hated going home

I’d love to eat out
And dance the night away
Now I just rush home
At the end of the day

Home is where comfy clothes are
And I don’t care how I look
Curled up on the sofa
With coffee and a book!

Mid week musings

I like Wednesdays
They give me hope
With Friday two days away
I know I can cope!

Wednesdays are like
Half time in a match
You’re halfway through the game
And now you can relax

Wednesdays are great
To stop and take a break
Reward yourself and celebrate
With coffee and cake

The week is half over
And there’s less than half to go
So cheer up and smile
It’ll be Friday before you know!

Escape for a moment

Sometimes
The world gets too loud
It overwhelms me
Like a dark damp cloud

It envelops me
With doubt and despair
And I begin to wonder
Is there hope out there?

There’s so much noise
And chatter and doubt
I wish I could throw
The whole world out!

Oh wait! I can!
I can shut the door
I can turn off the noise
And sit peacefully on the floor

I take a deep breath
And everything’s calm
It’s quiet and peaceful
No cause for alarm

No deadlines knocking at my door
No meetings to rush to
No problems to be sorted out 
Nor ten thousand things to do

No, there’s nothing here
Except me and my mind
In the calm ocean of emptiness
I’ve left the craziness behind

I’m in my happy place
My mind is free as a bird
The tension is gone, I smile
I’m ready to get back to the crazy world!

Morning

I open my eyes
It’s 6 in the morning
My husband’s up
And I’m still yawning.

My blue yoga mat
In the corner sits
I close one eye
And squint at it.

That blessed thing
Is covered with dust
And my mind and body
Are going to rust.

I turn over
And glance outside
Maybe I can take
My bike for a ride.

Or maybe just
Go for a stroll
Walks are good
For heart and soul.

Who am I kidding?!
I already know
I’m going to turn over
And continue to snore!

Chores

Why can’t laundry do itself,
And fold itself and put itself away?
Why do we have to wear clothes at all?
Laundry takes up half my day!

Why do we have to ‘make the bed’,
When it’s going to get unmade anyway?
Why fluff the pillows or fold the quilt,
When it’ll be messed up again at the end of the day?

Why do we have stomachs that need to be filled,
When they’re going to get empty again?
Why does our brain remind us of pizza,
When we’ve sworn ourselves to fresh fruit and grain?!

And how I wish we didn’t have to clean
Or dust or wash a plate ever again!
Day in and day out, the same old chores
So mindless, it’s driving me insane!

Happiness is … A balcony garden!

As you can probably tell by now, if you know me personally or have read my recent blog posts, I love the spring time in Delhi. The weather is just perfect, and flowers are in full bloom everywhere I look. The sky is just the perfect shade of blue interspersed with fluffy white cotton candy clouds.

This year, I got myself a few potted plants to keep in my balcony. Little did I realise how much they’d brighten up my days!

My in-laws, who are passionate about gardening (their home balconies are full of beautifully maintained potted plants and flowers of all colours and varieties), were kind enough to give me a few plants, and the rest I picked up from a nursery nearby. But my favourite by far this year have been the lilies.

When I first brought all my potted plants home and spread them out in the living room balcony, there were yellow chrysanthemums, orange marigolds, yellow and purple pansies and a pot of little pink flowers. Then there were a few green plants like crotons and a plant that looked like a lily plant, except it was all leaves and no sign of any flowers.

I was most curious about this plant, because I was felt it was going to bring forth lilies soon, yet I wasn’t sure. I pointed it out to my husband and he suggested it might be another green plant and not necessarily a lily.

Weeks went by and I kept watering and nurturing my plants. The flowering plants were already doing well, and looked pretty. But there was no sign of any new buds on the green ‘supposedly’ lily plant.

Yet I kept nurturing it and looking for signs of flowers each morning.

Every morning I’d wake up, get out of bed and go straight to the balcony to see how my plants were doing.

And then one day, I saw this!

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I was so excited I squealed with joy, and my husband came running to see what had happened! I started doing a happy dance and pointed excitedly at the new buds that had sprung up seemingly overnight.

“I told you they were lilies!” I squealed.

Now that I knew my lilies were on their way, I couldn’t wait to see what shade of red they would be.

Every morning the first thing I’d do was step out on the balcony to see my flowers and check on the lilies.

After a couple of days, this happened!

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Bright red lilies!

Believe it or not, I’d never seen red lilies before. At home we’d always had white lilies. I could hardly believe my eyes at this beautiful pop of colour!

As the days went by, my lilies grew and I’d wake up every morning to go check on them. It was a very exciting time!

And then the flowers bloomed in all their glory!

 

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It’s been a new experience for me, growing and nurturing my plants. I loved the fact that the lilies took their own sweet time to grow, and yet when they did, their beauty was so majestic and outshone the other perennials. The joy of watching your plants grow, buds sprouting and flowers blossoming – I felt that for the first time this year. I found my very own little happy place, both in my heart and in my balcony!

Becoming a morning person

I’ve never been much of a morning person. Getting out of bed before 9 a.m. has always been a serious struggle. In spite of the fact that I grew up in household where people would start waking up at 5 a.m. to enjoy a cup of tea before facing the day, somehow the habit never grew on me. 

However, lately I have begun to realise the importance of a daily routine (and exercise). And therefore, I have decided to go for a walk every morning! 🙂 

When I walk around my society complex downstairs, I usually have my earphones plugged in and listen to my favourite songs. I also tend to observe people. The guards at the gate, young people jogging or stretching in the park, older people walking. I smile and say good morning. Makes me feel good. I love talking to older people. 

Today there was some activity going on in the park. Tents were being set up, probably for some party tonight. A lady was giving instructions from her first floor balcony to the caterers carrying in the food supplies. I enjoyed being a part of the activity – a silent spectator, walking, minding my own business, but seeing people live a fraction of their lives in front of me. I was also doing the same. 

I’ve begun enjoying these morning walks. It’s lovely to see people up and about, people leaving for work in their cars, the grocery shop and beauty parlour downstairs starting to open, the milk truck arriving. And of course I love the greenery. We have 3 lawns in our society and the flowers are blooming – its springtime. Every corner I turn I see greenery with different shades of red, yellow, orange, white, purple and pink. It’s beautiful! 

I’d say that it’s worth trying to be a morning person. There’s something about mornings that makes me feel hopeful, happy and alive.