Friday, 15 May 2015

The Non-Facebook Post #89

Aadhi duniya ko hamne hi bataa diya hamare baare mein aur baaki aadhi ko baaki saare logon ne!

The Non-Facebook Post #88

"I'm here, I can help!"
"You're such a trooper!"

Yay!

Thursday, 14 May 2015

The Non-Facebook Post #87

"Catch them while they're good. Praise the positive behaviour that we want to reinforce."

-Dr. Ivan Joseph's TEDxRyersonU Talk

The Non-Facebook Post #86

Why is there caffeine in my hot chocolate, darn it?!

Tuesday, 12 May 2015

The Non-Facebook Post #85

is cooking while singing at the top of her voice and dancing like there's no tomorrow!
A moment of pure joy in the midst of everyday life that comes with everyday heartache. "Koi atka hua hai pal shayad. Waqt mein pad gaya hai bal shayad. Dil agar hai to dard bhi hoga. Iska nahi koi hal shayad."

Thursday, 7 May 2015

The Non-Facebook Post #84

I really want to go "home" this work day. What's 'home" at this point? I don't know. Maybe "home" right now is some place that's not "here'.

The Non-Facebook Post #83

Dang, is it hot or is it hot?!

It's just 84 degrees Fahrenheit.
Just.
Because I've spent my entire life minus the last four years in 110 degrees Fahrenheit temperatures. Now, after a duration of spending four years in temperate climes, my mind starts sending me signals of discomfort - the "ugh" sort - when I begin to experience any temperatures that come close to my home tropical environment. Which leads me to think, "is it this easy to get unused to the environment you grew up in and get used to an environment you've only recently begun spending some time in?"
Which in turn leads me to think that it's just that old matter - "getting used to". You're most comfortable with whatever you're most used to. Which means that if you're fairly comfortable with new things - things that you are not used to, things that you've never done before - you're more open to the idea of change. You're more open-minded.
I'll just let that thought brew in my mind for a while...

Blessings, Magic and Beauty

  As I lay here in a darkened bedroom with my little fairy sleeping on me, my mind wanders to this time last year and the months that follow...