Terence Trent d'Arby - Wishing Well

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ynIHsHYaig0

Dissecting my bluesy mood

Forgotten sorrows which I thought I had lost track of suddenly seem to resurge these days.
Is it because I am less distracted than usual or because of Vimla going on her annual beginning of year retreat?  We have reached the ' days of miracles'  where we need to indulge in a period of silence, reflection and awareness in order to cultivate our compassionate minds and engage more effectively with the world. It is, honestly, a very difficult exercise for the bubbly person that I am.

What does that say of me? Simply that there are darker aspects of me which I try to hide behind a warm smile. Facing my bare truth makes me realize my small wrong doings towards people whom I am supposed to love. As hard as I try to be a better person, as a human being, there are some inescapable flaws which get at me and make me ponder about how hard the rest of the journey can be.

Vimla can't seem to find her bearings these days, neither do I.  Nothing to do with being out of our respective comfort zones. Nopes, we are way pass that already. We both feel atemporal and disconnected from who we are supposed to be. Our mindset can't seem to match our personality. Mood swings are one thing, but what about character and personality, traits which really define us? Wandering into the strange lands of bluesiness feels weird and I would like to fall back into a more familiar place. My mind is straying away from my body as much as my mood is straying away from my very self.

When the children are gone

It just isn't the same when the children are gone.

Boris's flight took off this morning for Cape Town. It's funny how I refer to Boris as my own kid.
The other night, Vimla and I acted a bit weirdly as surrogate parents, providing him with advice that we hope will guide him during his years in SA and maybe even later in life. I guess it just shows the profound affection we have for him.

As for Sid and Ashna, they have both left for Melbourne for their higher studies and they never looked happier. We now have a branch in Australia and China...:) I hope to fly to Melbourne to visit them by next year. That reunion will simply be fantastic in such a fun and exciting city.

The house is silent without Sid. I will miss his music, I will miss seeing him pop in and out on Friday nights and I will even miss watching him spend 36hours cleaning his car. This life experience will no doubt see him gain in maturity and the next time we meet he will be a 'man' and not a kid anymore.

Life...