phhluuuurrrrrrr moments!!!

wow! how the day goes by. so many things at the same time. my hands are working, my feet are working, my eyes are working, my ears are working, im working and so is my mind! oh forgot to tell ya...all of these parts of are doing different things. but its my mind who's on a race. a tough race, coz im kno imnot goint o win this race. im goin to sweat. tire, hurt, fall and still lose. why?? coz i havn't heard of anyone who won a race against themselves. most of the times it feels like running up a never ending wall. each time i pull up my socks it rises up a notch higher... frustrating man!
then in the midst of all this mind toggling (if toggling is a word, but im sure u identify the emotion) theres beauty. beauty in the weirdest of things. of course i top the charts when it comes to wierdity(again if that's a word), but this beauty makes me see the joy in all the frustration and has me smiling again. when i realise the oddity of the situation im not smiling anymore but laffing at the craziness that life offers.

mommy made me proud!

i've always wanted to give back all that my mom did for us. i know i won't be able to ever do that, but at least try to do some of what she's done for us manic kids. i don't know how i'll express what's my idea. i guess the latest master card TVC says it all and says it best. where this guy takes his parents to the amusement park and sees them become children again. i have huge plans of what i want mommy dear to do, and where im going to send her. let her splurge all that she wants, enjoy all that she wants and do stuff that she never thought she would do.

well, i'm a special kid and my wishes are granted pretty easy. my mom's on a holiday to goa. this is with her company and its a compulsory trip. since my mommy darling is on the fatter side and her achy braky joints are troubling her she decided that she's NOT going to be part of the dancing dhamaka that happens during these trips even though she loves to groove to music..... two days into the trip and i get an ecstatic call from my mommy who's sounding like an eight year old. "rani girl! guess wat i just did!!" "mom what are you talking 'bout?" " i just did absailing and valley-crossing! and oh-my-gawd did i enjoy myself or wat!"

i had stepped out of my office when i received her call and sat myself down on the pavement when i heard what i had just heard! i was all ready to cry. my 53 year old, plum, osteoporosis inflicted Mom had just gone down a rugged mountain and crossed a river .

whoa! i was so happy! it was a moment i didn't want to miss. felt so horrible that i wans't with her when she did it. but what the heck! i'll have pictures to look at! im waiting for her to get back and re-live her child-like moments again.