Little Things Make A Big Difference...

Yes, in fact they do! Visiting the old woman was just a little thing, but it made a big difference! It changed the way I think, the way I honor myself :) As I thought, the old woman wasn’t one of those scary big figures; instead she is a warm, pleasant;  “saw and know the life” kind of gentle woman, visiting whom is worth a bookmark in my diary. When she saw me in a traditional Indian wear, she said “Don’t let these years skip by, cuz no sooner than few years, you may not consider western wear and even if you want to, you may not be as skinny once you are a mother. Capture and utilize every moment!” I was like /omg and then with a smile I told her; “Grandma, I thought you would like to see me in this dress”. And this is what she told me. 

“The first 17 years of my life I spent living the way my parents wanted me to. Next 10 years, the way my in-laws demanded me to, next 30 years, as my husband liked me to and for next 15 years as per the conveniences of my kids. Am past 70 now, got a chance to lead my life the way I want. BUT, all I want now are the lost years of my life! Don’t ever live for others, live for yourself! A true near and dear would end his day happily knowing you are happy! It’s better to die feeling proud and happy than to live trying to make people around you feel proud and happy!”

“MAKES SENSE” I thought. :-?

It started raining; we had a coffee and chatted about many things. It’s amazing to see the journey of life through an old woman’s eyes! Love, hate, life, death, trust, deception- all packed into a single box, I felt! She confessed many things that she now feels should be done the other way round! And also few traces of herself that makes her feel proud! And some silly issues that trapped her in situations unbargained for! Few things were so silly that made both of us burst laughing! Here is an example, if you like to laugh too… I’ll put it straight in her words.

“One day, I was out walking with my 5 year old daughter. She picked up something off the ground and started to put it in her mouth. I took the item away from her and I asked her not to do that. 'Why?' my daughter asked. 'Because it's been on the ground, you don't know where it's been, it's dirty, and probably has germs' I replied. At this point, my daughter looked at me with total admiration and asked, 'Momma, how do you know all this stuff, you are so smart.' I was thinking quickly. 'All moms know this stuff. It's on the Mom Test. You have to know it, or they don't let you be a Mom.' We walked along in silence for 2 or 3 minutes, but she was evidently pondering this new information. 'OH...I get it!' she beamed, 'So if you don't pass the test you have to be the dad. ''Exactly!" I replied back with a big smile on my face!”

And we had a good laugh!! The day passed by, and with all the chit chatting we had, I now find myself a better person! Relaxed and relieved… I wonder who wanted whom around more! Instead of her, I asked her when should I jump in next time… LOL
Am planning to visit her this weekend too :d And in a dress of my choice!!
Buh Bye Frnz /bye