Life is Good

Life is never fair. There are always ups and downs. Those waves of discontent, dissatisfaction, and whining are there, of course. COVID is a disaster. Is the world coming to an end? I don’t think so. The world will go on for a few more centuries; it’s going to bring on more obstacles, diseases, cures, success, and whatnot.

But are we happy now? I always live in the present. My family always tells me to think about my future and plan stuff. But I can’t. So to answer my previous question, are we happy now? I am.

I know these are tough times out there! But it’s annoying when people around say that they do not like the lockdown, when they say they are going crazy sitting at home, or when they say let’s meet for a drink.
Do people not get two aspects of this whole situation?

1- COVID is wrecking hell and has a mighty great time on its rollercoaster that’s crashing into everyone’s lives.

2- Staying at home is the easiest thing around. WFM has become accessible to all, so I don’t understand what the problem is. We are all kind of on a paid vacation, even if we are working at home.

So why can’t people understand the seriousness of the situation? Because we have other dumb people forwarding messages that say we shouldn’t be scared of the virus becasue so many of them have come and gone.

COVID is out to get out, so what do you do? Stay at home, eat well, get fat (it’s perfectly fine to get fat), be happy, play games with your family, stay safe when buying groceries, put on two masks, carry your sanitizer, when you get home, drop your clothes and take a bath, wash every piece of clothing you wore out, and voila! We will all be safe.

That’s all it takes. To stay at home.

#sudden feels

John Denver and Other Oldie Songs

I was very little when my mom sang ‘Strawberries, Cherries, and an Angel’s Kiss in Spring.’ It seemed like that was the only English song she knew and, in turn, the only one we knew. Then came the days of singing Doris Day’s ‘Que Sera Sera,’ post which came another memorable song sung by a teacher in my 10th grade ‘Don’t Cry, Joni.’ I fell in love with the latter. I didn’t feel as bad when Joni cried at the age of 15 as I felt bad when Jimmy went back to her 15 years later. My eyes brim with tears when he says that his tears fell like rain at day. Aw!

I actually sang that song to my good friend Rijo in degree college. He took me out for a meal, and I remembered this song. I asked him if I could sing it for him, and he replied in the affirmative. After I finished singing the last stanza of the song, he was agitated. He was so upset that Joni married John, and he said quite seriously, “This is why, if we intend on leaving town for a while, we gotta shoot all our best friends and then leave.”

But there was something about John Denver’s Annie’s Song. Through my late school years, I used to hear mom sing this song on and off. Mum actually forgot the name of the song, so she always started with ‘You fill up my senses..’ After a while, I began to wonder if that song actually existed, because it seemed like a far off memory for my mother. So I wasn’t sure until I heard it on the radio one fine day. Mom and I had just left Kerala (ran away from there to start a fresh life in Bangalore), and we were wandering the streets of Kamannahalli when we decided to get a drink of water in the famous supermarket ‘Nilgiris.’ As I waited for mum to come back with the bottle of water, a lady on the radio sang the song, and I flipped. The ‘radio lady’ said she would like to sing Annie’s Song for her listeners, and that’s where I found out the name.

I was ecstatic. I was almost jumping up and down, and I couldn’t wait for mum to get back. When she came over and handed the water to me, she saw me all revved up and asked what was up. I told her the name of the song, and she gave me a bright smile. She was like, “Oh, yeeeeeahhh!” I was so happy. I felt like I was that lone warrior who won the battle and came back alive. Weird, I know.

It’s funny how songs can just transcend you from the present to the past in an instant, just like how some aromas, fragrances, and odours take us to a different place in time.

#You fill up my senses, come fill me again ❤ ❤

There IS Always Room for Improvement. Is There?

roomIn every angle of life, there is room for improvement. Be it cooking a meal – you could have overcooked it or undercooked it, or added more spices or less. Be it being a supportive friend – you could have said more and got your friend pumped for obstacles or said less so that your friend didn’t feel like a dimwit. You could be attending an interview, where you could have impressed your interviewer with a slew of vocabulary out of the dictionary or knowledge taken off Wikipedia or said less and made it clear that you are not pompous because apparently, less is more. 

The fact is that there is always room for improvement. Now the other side of this coin is that whatever you do, you will regret your choices. Sooner or later, you are going to wonder why you made that choice. You will brainstorm and think, why didn’t you give a task your best shot? In a state of thrill, we all think our decision-making capacity is the best. In a state of ennui, you question all the choices you make. 

Then from where does the need for room for improvement come? Does it come from a logical frame of mind,  feedback from people, or does it arise based on your mood? 

#Just Wondering