Five Greats

​”Any time you start feeling sorry for yourself or you go into a rant about how bad life sucks, you immediately have to name five greats.”

This is what Georgia tells Moses, in The Law of Moses

I thought this is a wonderful way of changing my perspective for at least a few moments, in order to remind myself how there are so many other countless blessings that make all the bad parts worthwhile.

So my five greats for today are:

1. Having people I can count on

2. Another month of summer break 

3. Chocolates (because, duh!)

4. Books, of course 

5. Swimming 

Anytime you feel low, try this out 🙂

Word Prompt

Ten years of marriage,

all were spent childless

Nine other families,

always looked down on her

Eight failed appointments,

at the doctor’s

Seven days everyday,

she prayed for a miracle

Six different advices,

from ‘with-child’ couples

Five times they wondered,

if it was enough

Four hundred tests,

all in vain

Three miscarriages,

Two hearts break

One buried baby;

Was all that remained.

This Father’s Day

Dear Baba,

I know I’m not the kind of person who is able to express my emotions really well and so I’m writing you this letter instead. This may make me a coward but at least I will be able to get it off my chest.

I don’t know if you realize this, but I do. Our relationship is way different than the relationship between you and my siblings. We don’t just sit and talk like you do with my eldest sister, nor do we discuss my day like you do with my brother. You don’t pick up little reasons to tease me or goad me into an argument like you do with baji (sister), nor do you ask someone else to do a chore originally assigned to me like you do with behn (sister). 

Our relationship consists of me handing you the tools you need when you’re building back your car, giving you your medicine, or going through those 40 minutes long journey when you are dropping me off at university – with none of us ever saying a single word to each other. 

Saying that my dad doesn’t love me sounds like something straight out of a drama. And I get that in your own way perhaps you do love me. Maybe you are unable to express your feelings as well or maybe this is just my wishful thinking. I just wish there was a way you could somehow show that you do care about me. Tell me that you are proud of me. Tell me that you see how much I have improved in my academics. Tell me you are happy with the field I have chosen. Tell me I can do it. Teach me how to drive. Give me advice. Ask me questions. Show interest in my life. Motivate me. Hug me. Love me.

Happy Father’s day.

Love,

Your Beti.

Famjam – All Day Every Day 

Most people my age consider family as just a group of people they have to deal with on a regular basis. They don’t necessarily enjoy spending time with them, instead do it either out of moral obligation or due to the fear of every mother’s ultimate weapon – guilt trip.

They would much rather spend this time hanging out with their BFFs.

For me, however, it is entirely the opposite; my nuclear family (parents and siblings) are my utmost BFFs. This may sound sad or maybe even corny, but I assure you for me it is neither. It is quite simply just the truth.

My family is by no means normal. We are crazy, loud, goofy, playful, dysfunctional and on ocassion, even polite.

I happen to be the youngest among them, the perfect product (I swear I’m not a narcissist) born after my parents had already gone through 4 trial and error experiments (sorry guys!); giving me 3 elder sisters and a brother.

This is my way of describing each famjam member:

1. Baba – He is a super social person which means whenever a whole tirade of guests suddenly show up, all our eyes turn towards him.

2. Ammi – With her extra cuddly hugs and sporadic yet perfectly timed jokes, for me she is the family’s all-rounder.

3. Bajjo – The sister who is forever there to keep all of us in line (including the ‘rents) whenever we are about to start gossiping about that party we just got back from.

4. Bhai – All things Goofy. He makes jokes at the most random moments regarding anyone and anything, and somehow manages to always get away with it.

5. Baji – She is the sister I go to when I need to hear all the family gossip, because while everyone else thinks I’m a kid, she understands I know a little too much anyway.

6. Behn – The source of getting all things entertaining; be it pre-downloaded movies, TV shows, songs or any of the awesome new authors she has just discovered. 

So while I may be considered a black sheep among friends for voluntarily choosing to spend time with my family, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Does your crazy beat our kinda crazy?