Stopping To Smell The Flowers- A Post By KR


Spent the last fortnight with a bit of travel and spending time with relatives and friends. Tiruchy (in the middle of Tamil Nadu, India) visits are always a rush affair with a tight morning to evening schedule and rushing off from the town in the night. Visit to the temples gives us a satisfaction that cannot be explained. Have always wondered why this happens. Have had some elders (read pious old ladies) explain it as the serenity that you find in the places of worship. Have wondered how true can this be, with people all over the place and all the ambient noise what with bells ringing, people chatting and the priests hurrying through the poojas. And yet came back after every trip feeling a little more happier, a little more comfortable and a little more satisfied. This trip was different for more than one reason. The day was special.  27th wedding anniversary – thanks JK for sticking it out with me. With no annual target riding on the head was able to observe and enjoy every bit of it. The usual crowds of the week-end were not there (it was a Tuesday). Even the priests seemed to do the poojas at a much more relaxed pace. The time spent in the temples was not any different but felt that we got more time from God. Funny when you think that God always has all the time that you want from him. It is we who do not have the time for him! (MCT:  I really enjoyed your musings on prayer in your post titled ‘Presents’).


Spent some time at Bangalore meeting people almost after 2 decades. The warmth that they showed and the fact that you are remembered is one of the greatest feelings. G & K made it easier by making us feel at home at their place. And then back to home base Delhi after 4 weeks. Home never felt sweeter.


Looking back at the four weeks, the time spent with parents and with friends and family I realise what is “stopping to smell the flowers” is all about. Over the last three decades of work life it was always about spending “quality time”. Quality time as I was taught was about making every minute that you spend together worth the while. I now believe that quality time has to be defined as spending time doing things that you want to do and not just doing things that you want to do when you get the time. “Stopping to smell the flowers” was something that I always thought was a waste of time not adding the kind of value that I wanted out of life. How wrong have I been? To be able to take time out and spend it usefully doing things that you want to do gives you energy. And I realised these four weeks that it not only gives you energy but also energises the people around you when you do it whole heartedly rather than as a chore. Do what you want to do and when you want to do it. Enjoy life when it is still blooming.


TDPP note: lightly edited for emphasis



Happy 21st Birthday To My Son

Darling, I’ve been so very blessed to have you in my life. All through the various turbulent changes in your very early, formative years you were my greatest inspiration and motivation. The absolute trust you had and still have in me is so very humbling, my son. From the shy, cute kid who would hold on to my dress to the young and dashing man who hugs me close to your shoulders, you have stood tall and strong by my side. Every step of the way these twelve years you have demonstrated great passion and determination for your goals. You are a man now, my son, go out, conquer your dreams and make/LIVE your life in the way you want but  always without compromising your soul, my darling son! And always remember that your amma will be by your side cheering, goading, laughing, crying, smiling, clapping, wishing.praying for you.

Here is wishing that you achieve all your goals and get all the blessings that you deserve and much more in the years to come, my darling son!

Road Trip

My son and I went on a day trip up north to Haliburton county in the first week of August. He had a shadowing assignment at the emerg-department in that county hospital. We originally planned to leave Thursday night, but due to a heavy downpour, yes that same one which wiped out  my one and only Korean Lilac bloom (oh man, I am indeed a grudge carrying b****, ain’t I?)..

Anyhoo, back to the road trip: we decided to cancel the late evening trip and drove up early the next morning, here are some pictures all taken from the car, from our drive onto the county roads to some local scenic shots to the dark, menacing black clouds on our way back home………..All in all memorable day!

I Love Him Already

…whatever you may all say, this one has my name written all over it. Ideally, when he is mine, he would walk like this to the bus-stop and await my arrival and then we would both go for a stroll…what a sweetheart!!

H/T The Dependable Renegades