Sometimes you wake up, and the sun is streaming through the window, and the wind is flapping the curtains around. The dog is snoring either on the bed with you or on the floor. The trees in the garden are swaying in the breeze, dappled green. It is a calm morning and you don't have to work, you have the lethargy of a well slept night on you. The world is slow and beautiful. Husband has just gone to work, but the bed is still warm and you think - why isn't he in bed with me. He belongs in the bed with me.
There are times when you realize, to be happy you don't need a lot. It is the people that matter. It is the love. Its the puppies and the plants. Its those happy, lazy days - not those days on which you made a lot of money, that matter the most.
This is not to say we shouldn't have aspirations. We must aspire to do more. To make this world a better place. So that we all could have these simple comforts of safety, full bellies and a healthcare system!
I believe I might not say anything new in this blog post, that hasn't been said before about love, about being married, about life in general. However, it will be in my words and if you appreciate my words, you might find it worth your while to stick around. I am not sure where I am going, but I promise you it will be delightful!
This much as above, was written a while back, and then I forgot all about this blog, as I started working on my new project - with huge dreams in my eyes. http://homeheartandhappiness.com/
Which is still very much on the forefront of my brain - however, life took another about turn, and I landed a new job. Which, while being pretty good, is highly demanding. Resulting in a drained me, daily. The weekends are oasis of comfort and love, however seem to go too far, and are far too short. By the time I have caught up with all the chores that build up during the week and we've had some pleasure outings or walks etc - these two days are gone. Leaving me feeling like I haven't been faithful to any of my creative projects.
However, this weekend, has been great. I seem to have made a headway. The delightful husband has been super helpful, as he always is, but I seem to have got my act together again. I am writing!! Would you believe! It is always such a delight. I forget each time.
The morning was a good start. I got up after a good tussle with the hubs and the pup and started my new venture - brewing drinks with water Kafir! I am excited to sample the first results :) then I tackled the big pile of ginger that we had bought last weekend, and canned the ginger paste, which should last us 6 months to a year. Then we had breakfast and I finished all the cleaning yesterday, while Tim tackled the kitchen. I also made a new bed cover for the puppy's new bed! A few pending projects have already been tackled this weekend. (I can not write until everything is neat and this continues as the habit regardless of my marital status.)
Then we went for a long walk, just as the sun broke through the thunder heads and the rain ceased for a while. I love our walks. I do tend to stop over to look at small flowers and some insects.
The day before yesterday, my dad sent me a photo of the first Trombididiidae , also called red velvet mite or rain bugs. It is a standing pact between us, we always report the first sightings to each other. This is my dad who as a rule, rarely ever uses his phone camera, or sends photos to anyone. Who usually doesn't know if his internet is on or not. Then you realize, there are so many ways of feeling loved.
The parents have been busy. They went and visited the mountains and here I was, going to work and being super busy. Doesn't take any stretch of the imagination that I was feeling really home sick and needing a trip. What is the problem, you ask? Well.... my probation is 6 month long, and in this period, I do not get holidays. Which is sucky , to say the least. Earlier this year, we had been planning a big trip but nothing was booked when I actually got interviewed. So there it stays for now.
However, I found out that I can still imagine. I was sitting on a deck chair during my 15 minute break and enjoying a hot cup of hot chocolate. The sky was blue with barely any cloud and the day was actually warm and pleasant - for a winter day. I closed my eyes, and I transformed the courtyard at work into a tropical island resort. That the pool was near my feet and just beyond, was the warm sea, just waiting for me to dip my toes into it. The drink was made for me, and the Sun was all for me.
Because really, who is to dispute my own reality? For a few minutes, this was really refreshing. And it was this Friday. So maybe this spurt of creativity and productivity has something to do with my opening up my mind a bit more?
Here is the deck chair for your viewing benefit.
There are times when you realize, to be happy you don't need a lot. It is the people that matter. It is the love. Its the puppies and the plants. Its those happy, lazy days - not those days on which you made a lot of money, that matter the most.
This is not to say we shouldn't have aspirations. We must aspire to do more. To make this world a better place. So that we all could have these simple comforts of safety, full bellies and a healthcare system!
I believe I might not say anything new in this blog post, that hasn't been said before about love, about being married, about life in general. However, it will be in my words and if you appreciate my words, you might find it worth your while to stick around. I am not sure where I am going, but I promise you it will be delightful!
This much as above, was written a while back, and then I forgot all about this blog, as I started working on my new project - with huge dreams in my eyes. http://homeheartandhappiness.com/
Which is still very much on the forefront of my brain - however, life took another about turn, and I landed a new job. Which, while being pretty good, is highly demanding. Resulting in a drained me, daily. The weekends are oasis of comfort and love, however seem to go too far, and are far too short. By the time I have caught up with all the chores that build up during the week and we've had some pleasure outings or walks etc - these two days are gone. Leaving me feeling like I haven't been faithful to any of my creative projects.
However, this weekend, has been great. I seem to have made a headway. The delightful husband has been super helpful, as he always is, but I seem to have got my act together again. I am writing!! Would you believe! It is always such a delight. I forget each time.
The morning was a good start. I got up after a good tussle with the hubs and the pup and started my new venture - brewing drinks with water Kafir! I am excited to sample the first results :) then I tackled the big pile of ginger that we had bought last weekend, and canned the ginger paste, which should last us 6 months to a year. Then we had breakfast and I finished all the cleaning yesterday, while Tim tackled the kitchen. I also made a new bed cover for the puppy's new bed! A few pending projects have already been tackled this weekend. (I can not write until everything is neat and this continues as the habit regardless of my marital status.)
Then we went for a long walk, just as the sun broke through the thunder heads and the rain ceased for a while. I love our walks. I do tend to stop over to look at small flowers and some insects.
The day before yesterday, my dad sent me a photo of the first Trombididiidae , also called red velvet mite or rain bugs. It is a standing pact between us, we always report the first sightings to each other. This is my dad who as a rule, rarely ever uses his phone camera, or sends photos to anyone. Who usually doesn't know if his internet is on or not. Then you realize, there are so many ways of feeling loved.
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| Daddy took this one. |
However, I found out that I can still imagine. I was sitting on a deck chair during my 15 minute break and enjoying a hot cup of hot chocolate. The sky was blue with barely any cloud and the day was actually warm and pleasant - for a winter day. I closed my eyes, and I transformed the courtyard at work into a tropical island resort. That the pool was near my feet and just beyond, was the warm sea, just waiting for me to dip my toes into it. The drink was made for me, and the Sun was all for me.
Because really, who is to dispute my own reality? For a few minutes, this was really refreshing. And it was this Friday. So maybe this spurt of creativity and productivity has something to do with my opening up my mind a bit more?
Here is the deck chair for your viewing benefit.
So this is all well and good. And soon enough, the first six months will be over and I will be able to maybe take a small trip with the husband.
Right now, the dog is snoring rather loudly near me on the bed, and Tim is watching a game, I believe. He came to say hello a little while ago and brought the puppy in tow. We find we like to do our own things sometimes but we do like to check on each other after a while.
"Being married is all it is cracked up to be and more and I would highly recommend it" Words of my aunt sometime near my wedding.
She is correct.
Oh our wedding. How amazing it was indeed. I feel like I fully floated through the day. I know for a fact that I didn't and my gown weighs quite a lot , but ah! They say do not fret, just enjoy your day. I do not believe I was inclined to do anything else. It was all very involved and it just flew.
Time goes too fast when you are enjoying it and drags when you do not.However, when you are content, time has a more soothing pace, yet it doesn't bore.
I have been saying that I am bored a little lately, that is because when I am not being creative, nothing can hold my interest for long. Frankly, TV and shows bore me after a while. Even if it is a book - unless it is a work of a master, then I am never bored. But when my brain is being rewarded by creative juices, nothing is boring. Or when I am traveling.
Being Tim's wife has its many rewards. Like being called a Pendergrast. Having a husband who is very funny and caring and handsome to boot. He likes to plan things and build things for me and plant things for me. He is also a great fixer. He even fixes my moods at times. A very handy person he is. He is a master cuddler, of that there is no doubt. He is a great cook too. He likes to make himself learn, to be better, to help more, to learn Gujarati and so on and on.
Being married is extremely beautiful, if it is done right and with the right intentions, most of the times. Sometimes we fight and then we wish we hadn't because we don't like to fight. I do believe we fight easily if there is need, because we do not feel the need to bottle it up usually. We are constantly learning and loving.
He knows me so well, it is good. I sometimes say he is like my mom in how much I feel cared for, but he is definitely not my mom, and I do not have the same feelings for him ;) He remains the man that is best looking out of all and he is a very good kisser. He is mine but! :D
We had a little "Wedding party" here in November, which I planned to coincide with my parent's visit. This was mainly for our friends and family here in Australia who had missed out on the actual main event of our wedding. Here is a link to the speech on the Night.
It is a bit teary, but I hope I did it justice.. Because it is all true
and more. Just a little glimpse for my loved ones who were back home in
India and around the world. I cried through the whole speech and what
little make up was there was all washed away, but it was worth it. Poor
hubs didn't have a speech (as we weren't doing anything formal) but he
did a great job. After all, it is just about saying what you really feel
and being loving. I know it's a bit shaky, I had to take another video from my phone as the original file was so big.
Now it is raining again, but I like it. It is a blessing and we are
blessed. May we always prosper and hopefully, we can do something to
make this world a better place too. Stay protected, always!
