Two out of three..not bad.
I lay comfortably on the couch, holding Rex (my stuffed bear) and reflecting upon how the day had been.Only one practical exam remained,major two being over... but that's least of my problems.
A little tiff with a close friend..and a little disappointment in a college seminar was, well, a little too much.
I felt like just lying there,not doing anything,not even talking to anyone. I decided to go out for a walk and stood up reluctantly. I hate this feeling. Imagine not wanting to talk.I feel unwell when i stay silent.
"Hae-llo di"... I turned around and saw Ayesha rushing forward. 'Hae-llo', she said again,wrapping her arms around my thighs.well, that's the highest my 4 year old cousin can reach. I smiled and bent over to hug her.
She started off,as usual and continued incessantly about her A grade in drawing class that day, how a baby monkey (we have lots of them in our residential complex) took away her skirt(which was hung for drying) and kept trying to get in it etc etc.
I looked at her tiddly frame, her inculpable being, her ebullience,while completely absorbed in her ramblings.She then cajoled me into playing with her.I could feel worries alleviating.
Unadulterated joy.
I love kids. I felt so relieved and innervated.Their energy,enthusiasm is so infectious..The other day,i saw a some 1 year old at a grocery store, barely able to walk on his own.He pointed towards the mirror and said,"see ba-by" and kissed himself in the mirror.
Cute little things.
Its wonderful what thriving on simple joys in life can do to you. Being with kids is one of them.
I lay comfortably on the couch, holding Rex (my stuffed bear) and reflecting upon how the day had been.Only one practical exam remained,major two being over... but that's least of my problems.
A little tiff with a close friend..and a little disappointment in a college seminar was, well, a little too much.
I felt like just lying there,not doing anything,not even talking to anyone. I decided to go out for a walk and stood up reluctantly. I hate this feeling. Imagine not wanting to talk.I feel unwell when i stay silent.
"Hae-llo di"... I turned around and saw Ayesha rushing forward. 'Hae-llo', she said again,wrapping her arms around my thighs.well, that's the highest my 4 year old cousin can reach. I smiled and bent over to hug her.
She started off,as usual and continued incessantly about her A grade in drawing class that day, how a baby monkey (we have lots of them in our residential complex) took away her skirt(which was hung for drying) and kept trying to get in it etc etc.
I looked at her tiddly frame, her inculpable being, her ebullience,while completely absorbed in her ramblings.She then cajoled me into playing with her.I could feel worries alleviating.
Unadulterated joy.
I love kids. I felt so relieved and innervated.Their energy,enthusiasm is so infectious..The other day,i saw a some 1 year old at a grocery store, barely able to walk on his own.He pointed towards the mirror and said,"see ba-by" and kissed himself in the mirror.
Cute little things.
Its wonderful what thriving on simple joys in life can do to you. Being with kids is one of them.
so, u hav one more talent..
ReplyDeleteu really write very good n hav a wonderful way of expressing the things
hey really nice one
ReplyDeleteliked ur style of expressing feelings in words
way to go girl
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