Need Motivation?

Going through a rather stressed and tough time...
This baby made my moments. I have taken the picture from the "Motivational Self Help Morning Thoughts" Blog, which I personally think all of you should really have a look at. It is very motivating.And I really love it! One of the sites I never miss reading.Very thought provoking posts. Please have a look at it

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Adorable!

Acha, Me And The Perfect Cup of Tea

I felt like having tea today after cleaning up my room. I usually never do my own tea.Its always amma who makes them for me, especially her super tasty masala tea! But, today, I was just so badly craving for it. And, so I did make myself a cup. Just than, I got back all the memories of making tea for acha years ago. Its routine acha always has two cups of tea- mid morning and in the late afternoon. Whenever amma used to be away at work, its only acha,divu(my niece) and me at home. So, I so very often used to make dad a cup of tea. But, it was more than a routine rather than something that I have to do. I never made it from my heart. I don't think I did. He never complained though, not even once. He drank faithfully. I made and he drank.You see, I am never really good at making tea nor coffee.It never comes easily for me. Even till now. I have always stuck with the 3-1's that is convenient and had a better taste. All through the years, twice acha complimented me. He said the tea was perfect. It was in perfect composition. I very often used to think really? The tea I make can turn out that well. But the irony of it all is, out of the 365 cups of tea per year that I did, and that is only for one year I am counting, I never made the perfect cup of tea. I just made, for the sake of it, I forgot that acha was drinking it.It was more of a routine. And yet he never complained, not even once, he never did. It only struck me today, cause my cup of tea was awful, it tasted like sugar dissolved in water when it was supposed to taste like tea. I felt a sense of regret. If he was here today, I would have served him with the perfect cup of tea all my life....

Wrong Diagnosis & I Broke Down

I have been having this nagging knee pain for a long time now.It got severe and I finally decided to see the doctor to clarify things. All went well and I got the X-rays done. And than it was time to review the x-rays in my presence of course. Before the film could pop up in the screen, she asked me to be strong, instead I told "no worries, all will be fine." Than, there it was. The density that I saw, I teared. She said she will get it reviewed and get a second opinion from the consultant. I waited restlessly.And at one point of time I could no longer hold my emotions and I started crying. Few hours later she called me up. I went to meet her telling myself all the time to be strong. Puff! the balloon was deflated! Boy , was I glad to know it was a wrong diagnosis. I was advised for a physiotherapy instead and to come again if the pain persists.

Now, that was the situation. It was a few hours of emotional downturn in my life. And the one person that came to my mind was dad. Part of me told myself to be positive and the other half just could no longer hold the tears anymore. But I was sure glad to know it was all fine. That day made a lot of difference and thought me a lot of new things.

p/s= I was totally drained out of energy that day and all I needed at the end of the
day was my bed and my sleep!

An Angel She Is...

You take one look at her and you go like "God,she is so beautiful". Her baby soft white skin, shiny brown hair and a perfect pair of eyes to go with it will never miss your attention. She never fails to smile. Her happy demeanor will keep you wondering what a perfect piece of God's creation she is. But, beneath all that, one may never know that she is diagnosed with a syndrome: the Angelman's Syndrome. Just like you I was puzzled, she has a problem? She looks picture perfect. But spend another 10 minutes and you will know, she is hyper in her actions. She can never sit in a place and has a short attention span and constantly there was drooling of saliva and prefers to hold the pen with her legs. She approaches you with big bright smile that will warm your heart and within seconds will make her way to pull out everything in your pocket. This syndrome was definitely new to me.Whatever it is, she will always remain as my cute little wingless angel...