Little things you Do!

I quit my job five months ago. Since then I've given a couple of Interviews and the status has been pending. From nowhere have I heard a negative response. Its just that the job market has kept me on hold. So, I am living life in 'pause' mode. Yes, the same pause you do while watching a movie on your laptop, and someone rings the doorbell and you pause the movie. Being an avid user of the VLC player, I just wish someone comeback from where they have me paused and press the "space bar" and un-pause me, rather play me! :P

And I, the queen of procrastination, have been postponing everything I want to do, to I will do it once I start working. And hence I'm not only on "pause" but I'm on enhanced pause [if there ever is anything like that]

Also, there is another important aspect where I am paused at, but that's not going on this blog!

So, shouldn't the title of this post be Pause?? No, because the title is "Little things you do."

Has this happened to you?? :)

Whenever dad comes back home from the clinic, one of us( me, mom or brother, whoever is available or all three) go out to open the garage door for dad to park the car, and just to say Hi, you were missed! or update him immediately with anything important that would have happened that evening. Off late, this is one of the things I'm doing most of the time, because in otherwise lack of work [:P] this is one thing I look forward to doing. [If i'm upset / angry / in the loo - mom goes to open the door.. ;) ]

So, its a whole procedure. The horn of his car is something that can wake us up even if we're in deep slumber, so when he honks when he's just a road away from home, everything at home has to come to a stand still. The TV is turned off, mostly after changing the channel to a discovery or a news channel because you don't want him to switch on the TV and find "Bade Acche lagte Hain" or Roadies or the like[depending on who's watching]! :P Then we rush out; say hiiiiiiiiii, till he says hi back, take the keys from him and run to the garage door. Then once he parks the car and gets down, we collect his bag and we look forward to gifts. He sometimes would get sweets or snacks for us, or he would get Compliments! He's a doctor, so medical reps give him compliments, some useful but mostly things which are of no use what-so-ever!

Off late the switch of the garage has been acting crazy. The first time I turned it on, the bulb just flashed light and turned off. I thought the fuse of the bulb is burnt, but when I retried it flashed like nothing was wrong.

This happened for a couple of days, and then one day when mom was switching it on, it didn't turn on at all! Mom tried over and over but nothing happened. So, the next day when I went to open the garage door, I slowly turned the light on, and in my first attempt it switched on and shone like the sun. I looked at dad immediately and saw him grinning. I did a victory dance on the road, till he parked the car! He got down smiling and I simply loved that feeling. Same thing happened the next day, and I continued with my victory dance even after I locked the garage door and the main door. But today, I tried, over and over, but to no avail. It was like jinxed, unrelenting and refusing to switch on!

Dad got down from the car and sweetly said, its ok its ok.. better luck next time. Like I had done badly in an interview. Both of us started laughing and neighbors were looking at us as if something was wrong with us. I know its a very small thing, but I haven't felt this happy in days. Its crazy how something so small, so unimportant could make me feel this way. They say God is in the Detail, and finding happiness in small small things is thousand times better than looking for Big happiness.

I may be on pause or play, but as long as I remember the essence of life is these small moments, when you laugh or cry or do both together, I know life will be good! :) :) :)

Dad Leaving for Clinic - :)

Flowers in the Mini-Garden at the entrance to my house. Another reason for my smiles, first thing in the morning! :)

I think I am in Love!

Ha ha ha! Made you look! ;-)!

How many times have you thought to yourself - this? That you are in Love. It needn't be love wit someone of the other gender alone, but in love with people in general or even things. I remember looking at a very adorable looking dog and the First thing that hit me was - I think I'm in Love.

Even better, after you've read a book, a very very nice book, hasn't that thought creeped into your heads? That maybe, just maybe, you are in Love.

I have, many many many many and many number of times, well thought that I am in LOVE! And I think its perfectly ok when it is the dog, or some character in a book, or

a movie, or even a TV show[p.s i thought I was in love with Willis in "Different Strokes" when I was a kid, and had dreamt of growing up and getting married to him (you many now laugh out loud) and during high school it was obviously Steve ( how could anyone not love him) -D.J's boyfriend from "Full House" and more recently both Dawson and Pacey from duhhh! Dawson's Creek - Yes, I refuse to grow up from teen sitcoms :P] Yes, it really is OK to 'think' you're in love with them!!

But what if, that thing you're in love with [if only in your head] is not a thing or a piece of fiction? What if it is a friend? What if it is a friend's boyfriend? What if it is a married man? What then? Now, you very well know, that things are not going to work out, coz obviously, your love for that person isn't the forever kind, it is just the spur of the moment kind. Is it wrong? I mean, I love my friends, the way everyone loves their friends, but here I am talking about something completely different.

Having more guy friends than girls has left me in some sort of a dilemma. I don't really get some girl advice, when I really need one. The guys are great and all, but how can a guy possibly answer this question. Or can they?

Well, like I have clarified, I don't think I am in "love" with anyone right now. Neither the forever kind, nor the spur of the moment kind. It was just a thought I got today, sitting at home the whole day and reading about other people's love stories. [I am so in love with the love story project] and this thought just came to my head, like it has always creeped into my head several thousand times over the years.

I am at home because I am sick. And I am hating every bit of being sick! Weird thought I get.

I want to be either totally completely sick or be totally completely fine. This in between thing is not my cup of tea!! Urghhh!!

Thats it for now! I am going to turn my laptop off now! Else I will be definitely hung up on the Word Challenge on FB or playing UNO!

Love[the friend kind, he he he]

me!!