“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.”
—- Lao Tzu
True love is the purest form of human emotions. This beautiful feeling can be expressed in myriad ways. There is this eternal desire to remain connected to your loved ones in whichever part of the world you may be. On a recent trip to Amsterdam, I saw a beautiful bridge over one of the old seventeenth century canals, where people had attached several love padlocks to seal (or rather lock) their love for each other. The picture I have posted below, shows several padlocks connected together.
In fact it set my imagination running. Perhaps it was fixed by a loving family; with each lock representing one member of the family, and an extra one thrown in for good luck? (when it comes to family, I am a wee bit superstitious).The locks are symbolic of the bonding and commitment we have with our loved ones. Besides being connected to each other, the love locks show an amazing connection with the surroundings, becoming part and parcel of the essence of Amsterdam, adding character and more beauty to the already beautiful city.
‘You wake up one morning to find a beautifully wrapped package next to your bed. Attached to it is a note: “Open me, if you dare.” What’s inside the mystery box? Do you open it?’
These days when there are terror threats all over the world, one is generally warned not to open unidentified packets or gifts.Thoughts of ‘Pandora’s Box’ also crossed my mind. But, its Christmas today, a time to spread love and good cheer. Moreover, the gift is lying in my bedroom, where none except my immediate family has access to without permission.So obviously, it must be a Christmas gift from my husband or son. Their expressions tell me that its their planning to give me a pleasant surprise, even though they are denying that they’ve kept the mystery box. Feigning ignorance ,both are actually trying to scare me! What they don’t realise is I know them so well ; and they know me so well too.They know that I love surprises. So yes,I would definitely open it.
No, I’m not greedy, just curious and a bit of a risk taker and a rebel. Also there is faith. So I will dare to open the box. Curiosity didn’t kill me. I found the most delicious Christmas cake in the box which we enjoyed later in the day with relatives and friends. Merry Christmas!!
Merry Christmas to all bloggers and my followers in every part of the world. May this day and the coming year bring good luck and good cheer for all.
‘When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your thoughts. A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child.’ ~Sophia Loren in her book Women and Beauty.
Can one ever separate a woman from her children in her thoughts? They may be physically away from her, doing their own thing ,perhaps even in another town, or country or continent; but there is always a home for them in their mother’s heart and a prayer for them on her lips.Kudos to a mother’s love which selfless and so pure!
When her child is away from home a mother is always concerned about his/her wellbeing.” Is she eating properly? I hope he doesn’t drive too rashly;” questions like this rush through her brain. A million other thoughts too cross her mind, and she crosses her fingers that ‘all is well’.
To amount to saying that that I have become permanently rid of this worry would be a false claim, but i have learnt to control my thoughts and train them to follow a positive train of thought (pun unintended!).Whenever I think of my children there is always a smile on my lips.I imagine that whatever work they are doing they are enjoying it thoroughly and there is the protective hand of the supreme God over them at all times.Moreover, I have full faith in my upbringing.I have taught them to be able to distinguish between right and wrong. So I can always trust them to be able to take the right decisions in different aspects of life.If we want our children to make a success of their lives we can’t bind them. We should give them wings and let them fly!
I count myself as one lucky person to have been given all sorts of hand-me -downs from my parents and elders. There are beautiful artifacts and foolproof recipes given to me by my mother, and antique furniture which I treasure, received from my mother-in-law. But the most meaningful hand-me-downs in my life are some beautiful family traditions and values which I consider important to pass on to the next generation. Simple things like ‘ Put on your plate only as much as you will actually eat, you are welcome to take a second or even third helping ( which shows that you found the food tasty !) but no wastage please!’
Recently my son could not attend college for a couple of days on account of a muscle sprain. It felt nice when all his friends came to visit him . it was a lovely gesture to come and wish him a speedy recovery. Some of them brought flowers for him and pastries. A friend brought a home made chocolate mousse in a crystal bowl. Later as my son picked up the washed container to return it to his friend , I told him what I had learnt from my mother,’ We don’t return an empty container, fill it with some sweets.’ My son was pleasantly surprised and he obliged. This tradition is followed by many families in our country. It signifies prosperity, contentment and thanksgiving.
Another hand-me-down which both my husband and I firmly believe in, is something that a senior colleague told me several years back. She was a widow and perhaps spoke from some sad experience in her past. This is what she advised ,’ Never sleep after having a fight. When you love someone, don’t wait till the morning to sort out the issue- if need be rise above your ego and say sorry first.’
Life is short ; little sweet and kind gestures make it worth living.