Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is perfect. It means that you’ve decided to look beyond the imperfections
When I received this message on my mobile my fingers started itching to write, some people often tell me that blogging means one should write frequently but for me it’s the pleasure of writing whenever I feel like, which stimulates me and the thought can come at the weirdest of times. Well today it came when I had to stand in a line to make my payment at the shopping mall counter. I was observing the people around me and everyone was frowning and upset with the sales man for the delay and it seemed as if everyone had the most urgent work to do.. No one was willing to understand the poor sales guy who probably was new in his job and trying to get a hang of the computer. With so many people screaming at him he was taking more time and I could see his nervous fingers punching at the keys. I was wishing that people, instead of getting so restless could give him a smile and a nice thank you but we don’t believe in thanking.
Its been days since I wrote… always getting entangled with work… of course for me work is pleasure but I miss my writings… miss reflecting on each day… life is just going on and each day is an adventure..at least that’s the way I like looking at it. continue reading »