Busy-ness and the park...

Salut!

I love being busy. No matter how much I crib about the busy-ness, I still love it... it's far better than doing nothing. (Though I love that too...)
However, I have just reached the epitome of being busy, and one of the major reasons is that my favourite person in the world: my 8-year old cousin has come to spend his summer with me. Thanks to this, I am now realizing how inactive my previously busy life was.

I have now also become aware of the power of a child, to make you do everything that you think you were tired for. As days are passing by, I am loving the daily visits to the park, taking him to his summer camp, and everything else, a lot more. It has brought so many new thoughts and perspectives to my thinking.
No 'kid'ding.

Park it: 

The park is one of the best places to observe people. I see kids of all ages, and truckloads of parents and grand-parents too; it being the summer time. The bright, experienced faces of those in the regular group of senior citizens tell how glad they are to be sitting there in the company of friends and talking about years and years of experience and wisdom.

You will also, almost always, spot a bunch of parents discussing summer plans and techniques to keep their kids engaged in the holidays. You might just hear them cribbing about lack of time to take care of kids too; but I always hope that discussion doesn't ever occur. Not in such a positive place.

The park, I have come to realize, is indeed a very happy place. Whether or not you are with someone, it will never fail to give you an experience and a whole lot of positive vibes. Whenever you feel low, take a trip to the park/garden, I suggest. You will forget what you were worried about in the first place. Besides, no psychology book will make you learn what you can by just looking around for a while.


I always knew kids were <insert word better than awesome>; the daily visit to the garden is giving me a new perspective. We make our kids 'learn' so much over time, but they just know about some things already. You see, kids have a cleaner and more unpolluted subconscious mind.

So many times I have come to observe tiny 4-5 year olds getting off the swing to give someone else a chance, or put a supporting hand behind someone who's slipping on the ladder of a slide.
It reminds me so much of the innocence and pure fun we forget about in our lives over years.

So while I am going to put on my shoes and a happy face to go to the park; what are you going to do? 
Think about it.


Au revoir,
Miss Bee.

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"Life is too short to be anything but happy."

There's so much life on earth...

Hello!

I was fortunate enough to see one of the best miracles of life: one of life itself. We've all heard about (or nearly SEEN in the case of our generation, thanks to all the uncensored television and movies,) how childbirth can be equally miraculous and gross at the same time. But that's not what I experienced... I experienced something rather more beautiful.

I witnessed the miracle of ADOPTION.

I was at an orphanage, called Bal Anand, in Chembur spending some time with the children. I saw a mother playing around with her baby and her family looking on, near the entrance as I was about to leave. As I was saying my goodbyes to the staff, one of them informed that the family had just adopted the little baby. And with that bit of information, my whole outlook towards that scene changed...

Now I didn't just see the mother playing with her baby; but I also saw her wet eyes and fuller heart. Her joy radiated so much happiness, I could feel it in her aura. Then, I saw the father, taking pictures non-stop, smiling in a manner that only a father can when he looks at his child. There was so much happiness and joy in that room, I can still feel it right now while writing it down.

I don't know their reason for adopting a child and I don't want to know. All I know is that their decision changed the life of that abandoned infant...definitely their own too.
I don't know who they are or anything about them, but I do also know that their life has a lot more joy now than they could ever have imagined.

Of course, after I overcame that whole scene (oh yes, I couldn't help but shed tears of joy too), I wondered why more people weren't picking adoption over other methods like surrogacy, IVF treatments and all that scientific jazz. There are so many little babies waiting to be picked by a family. Instead, people care about continuing their bloodline. Seems a bit shallow now, doesn't it?

I wish someone pushed and promoted the joys and advantages of adoption. There is, after all, a lot of life  on earth.

On another note, I am actually waiting to watch the movie Vicky Donor. get some perspective on sperm donation, if the movie offers it at all (though I have heard really great reviews). Until then, feel free to add your opinions!

Au revoir,
Miss Bee.

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Life, death and in between....

Hello!
A lot of people have been asking me or secretly wondering (don't be shy) why I haven't been blogging lately. Well, I've been quite busy and honestly, I consider lack of frequent blog posts to be a good sign. Why? Because I'm experiencing so much in life each and every day that I don't have the time to stop and type about things happening around me. Makes sense, right? But I'm back! For now. 
We all have our opinions and views of spirituality, religion, life, death, etc. Some of us may not bother to think about it, some may not want to share if we think about it, but no matter what kind of a person you are, you DO have a view. Totally human.

My own views on spirituality have changed, or may I say, have grown drastically in the past few years. And truthfully, I am glad. A lot of books, experiences and people are responsible for this personal growth. Somehow I tend to believe that our belief on spirituality is a guiding factor to the person we are or will be, if you continue to grow.

My spiritual beliefs have got me to a very positive time in life today. And one of those issues that I too had trouble facing in the past has now faded away. I am talking about death. A friend's friend passed on today. I say passed "on" and not "away" very consciously. You may not care about what my spiritual beliefs are but the minute I hear about someone passing on, I realize how my spiritual views have changed my entire outlook.

For instance, I don’t believe death is bad or unfortunate in any way. In fact I think we move ON to a better place, hopefully (your karma will tell you when it's time). We are all here only for a purpose. But somehow over time, lost in the society and materialism, we forget what we were really here to do. To fulfil our karma as the Vedas and many other spiritual texts say; this explains why it is better to move on, from this life to whatever lies ahead.

We are here to do ‘some’thing right? Sounds just like an examination to me. So like you finish the exam and move on to another grade, you finish the test of life and move on to a higher grade. (Is that how they figured how to create classes and run schools? You never know.)

From the above and more, I have deduced that ‘life’ is a very limiting word. It comes with the condition of a start and an end. It’s only applicable to our period on earth but then it does goes on...

Phew… this was heavy, right? But such is ‘life’.

Au revoir,

Miss Bee.

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