August has been an overwhelming month or I should a mentally challenging month. I am glad that we have stepped into a new month that brings hope and new promises. I am delighted that we have arrived in the month which marks the beginning of festivities in India. My heart is dancing with happiness as I will be on a home-bound flight this month. I thank my stars every day that I get up from my bed and feel less anxious about my life. I don’t know from where I am getting this radiant energy. But I have never been calm about the gazillion problems knocking on my door.
Yesterday, I was returning from work drenched in the rain and saw school kids saving themselves from the rain. It took me back to my school days when raincoats and school bags were trouble. I compared my life now vs. life back in school. Today, even if my shoes are wet or soiled, I have the option to wear another one at work. Back in school, there were just white ones and black ones, parents struggled to dry them under the fan the whole night even though they felt chilly in the rainy weather, the speed of the fan didn’t wear out. I thought I spent a fortune on my shoes and realized our parents did choose the best shoes for us. We had to wait for a year or a season to request a new shoe, even though the feet would hurt and feel suffocated. You could never revolt about it looking at your middle-class household of yours.
Count your blessings 🙂
nidhantrika 