Yeah its so true... its all stored in our subconscious memory, which at the time we do not realise, but as years pass and we tread through the various phases in life we do the exact same things we once observed.
Achan and Amma (even today) loved cooking and feeding people. I used to wonder what pleasure do they get by spending hours in the kitchen to feed ungrateful guests who enjoy the sumptuous food and don't even return the gesture in word or in kind...dint realise it even when my sister started following the same when she got married and started as a homemker....hehe so immature of me.
The joy lies in giving..... i realise that now when I jump at the opportunity to invite friends home and cook for them... bouts of enthusiasm spring up every time I think of achan... to cook something nice and share it with someone just like he did. I can never match his cookery but i try.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Vivid thoughts
We meet so many people in our lives....each one is so different.... by emotions, intelligence, beauty-inside and outside, mannerisms and a zillions things...
sometimes we are born with some of these things... ..but sometimes there are things which can be instilled in us like.... our zeal for life, our drive to be what we want to be - by parents, friends, surroundings, what we see, feel, perceive...
My perceptions were undoubtedly nurtured by achan...
I had just started in grade one....it was the actual beginning of academic life...uniforms, books, tests, teachers with canes etc :-)
I finished my first test and I was pretty surprised and exhilerated that I had got the first rank in class....considering I had a very short attention span...I could never pay attention longer that 5 -10 mins.... my thoughts would drift away and before I knew I would be day dreaming... but I guess my memory helped me....
So yeah I was thrilled imagining how I would run up to my dad who'd be waiting at the school gate with his scooter and I would flash my report card and see the pride in his face when he saw my marks...
And I did exactly that.....and as I was jumping with joy, achan said something that changed my perception for the rest of my life...
He said, "Its only the first test, u still have a long way to go, so don't be overjoyed...
never be overjoyed when good things happen and never be shattered when things don't go your way"
I was kinda disappointed with his reaction because beside me were my classmates who were twin sisters, who had barely passed and their father was so proud of them.
But now I know why I am always trying harder :-)
I was sharing this with my manager/mentor and she also said something that made sense...."true, but don't be so hard on urself or others that you forget to celebrate and enjoy the small wins"
sometimes we are born with some of these things... ..but sometimes there are things which can be instilled in us like.... our zeal for life, our drive to be what we want to be - by parents, friends, surroundings, what we see, feel, perceive...
My perceptions were undoubtedly nurtured by achan...
I had just started in grade one....it was the actual beginning of academic life...uniforms, books, tests, teachers with canes etc :-)
I finished my first test and I was pretty surprised and exhilerated that I had got the first rank in class....considering I had a very short attention span...I could never pay attention longer that 5 -10 mins.... my thoughts would drift away and before I knew I would be day dreaming... but I guess my memory helped me....
So yeah I was thrilled imagining how I would run up to my dad who'd be waiting at the school gate with his scooter and I would flash my report card and see the pride in his face when he saw my marks...
And I did exactly that.....and as I was jumping with joy, achan said something that changed my perception for the rest of my life...
He said, "Its only the first test, u still have a long way to go, so don't be overjoyed...
never be overjoyed when good things happen and never be shattered when things don't go your way"
I was kinda disappointed with his reaction because beside me were my classmates who were twin sisters, who had barely passed and their father was so proud of them.
But now I know why I am always trying harder :-)
I was sharing this with my manager/mentor and she also said something that made sense...."true, but don't be so hard on urself or others that you forget to celebrate and enjoy the small wins"
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