i am so hopelessly addicted.
i just can't get out of it.
Nothing serious...just my penchant for reading inspirational stuff.
there are a hundred and one things like that , whcih land in my inbox.no, not spam, but the ones i have actually subscribed...
There's chicken soup for the soul.
And then there's daily inspirationsl message and what not?
what would i do without them..i wonder
everyday , i start with a spring in my step.
the waking moment is filled with a silent prayer of thanks to god and a request to make the day a good one. and i have full faith in that silly prayer. I am smiling away , getting ready to work. Sometimes i make my own lunch to take to office, other times i eat office food...anyways, whether my mornings work as per my plan or not, i am still smiling, such is the optimism that morning fuses into me.
Mornings are also the time, when i can stand in front of my wardrobe and wonder what to wear. this is the time, i reinforce the thought of being thankful for whatever little one has.
I am still smiling, mind you...as i think of what to wear and ponder over the unpredictable....
Somedays it woudl be the saree, somedays it would that salwar kameez i hadn't worn for a very long time, or some days, it would that new earring i had recently purchased..certainly not the earring alone, i woudl chose a dress to go along with it.....and i would be ready to leave, FM radio and all...
i would walk to the bus stop smiling , saying a prayer to the Amman who is on the way and peeping to get a glace of what new Alangaram the Pillayar has today.
I listen to songs in my earphones and wonder at how music is created. I smile and think i am in heaven when i get a direct bus with a place to sit, else, no i dont crib, i take the ever helpful share auto. i am crshed and am holding on to the bar as the auto traverses many ups and downs, and still am smiling...
Somedays i pamper myself and take an auto. Somedays i get off at the signal and reduce the distance i have to walk...Somedays, i find the tender-coconut vender and down one, somedays wel, i take one and half an houe to travel, yet i smile...
Ahh, the wonder of morning optimism..
And then i enter office. ........
And thats when i need my daily dose of inspiration
Sometimes as deadlines near, my optimism runs out and thats when i need my daily dose of inspiration.....
Anyways it works for me...am not the person to stop looking at life's little wonders just because some worries press me...sometimes when i am almost tempted to be mean and bad and angry so i can transfer my worries on others, i read that heart warming story that chicken soup sent and my optimism returns..
Sometimes when i think about it, i feel i am living an entire year in a day. Like each year we start with a freshness, with new found zeal, which slowly wanes...and sometimes improves too...finally , before we know it , the end of the year has approached and we are filled with a new found zeal for the new year.
My days are like that. Mornign filled with optimism, changing moods as the day progresses, and when i am on my way home from work, a feeling of relief, and the smile returns...i eat good food, watch some tv and have the most peaceful sleep ever...
anyways, i am supposed to be doing work to meet my deadline, that is slowly crawling up to me...but i felt like writing this...
It's my blog after all