Back after yet another long break. Devoid of ideas and urge to write, what could I have done?
Anyway, was just thinking to myself, it feels good to keep doing small small nice things for those you care about. There have been greater number of instances when I have been the receiver of small niceties from others than the other way round, yet, as is always said, what you will do will end up coming around.
What can one do? Make a cup of tea in the morning for Dad, cut a CD of your friend's fav songs and give it to her, send an affectionate message to the cousin you went and stayed with, make a collage of all memories of good times shared and put them in a huge birthday card, send a cheerful optimistic email to a friend going through a tough phase...
And for yourself, just observe the look on a small child's face peering out of a bus window, and smile, because life works itself out.
Anyway, was just thinking to myself, it feels good to keep doing small small nice things for those you care about. There have been greater number of instances when I have been the receiver of small niceties from others than the other way round, yet, as is always said, what you will do will end up coming around.
What can one do? Make a cup of tea in the morning for Dad, cut a CD of your friend's fav songs and give it to her, send an affectionate message to the cousin you went and stayed with, make a collage of all memories of good times shared and put them in a huge birthday card, send a cheerful optimistic email to a friend going through a tough phase...
And for yourself, just observe the look on a small child's face peering out of a bus window, and smile, because life works itself out.
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Aur baaki jo reh gaye...
unke liye kaun sii nice things???
M
yes. lfe indeed works itself out,cheeko.
'..they also serve, who watch and wait..'
Hey rahul such a sweet post.[:)] anyways i realized i am not doing such nice things for any one for a quite long time now. And if i say too much of work then it is just a lame execuse.[:P]
u r away...
and i miss u so acutely.
lookin at all the little things that connect to u..
a dry leaf, petal, pressed in a book.
a scribble on my file,stubs of a movie ticket.
old scraps, blog entries..
ur angry shuffle... twitchin nose.
smile, dimple.
sound of u breathing, crying, tellin me not to..
ur eyes red with slumber.
fingers touching, wiping pain, ache.
looking back thru the visor, revving ur mobike.
disappearing round the bend of the road.
come back.
a week is eternity.
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