Friday, October 11, 2013
a day of nothing in the sunshine state
So I decided to accompany my husband on his official trip to Florida to make it a fun one for myself. My parents left after their visit here 2 days ago and the sadness of it all has still not worn off. I'm still a little numb from overwhelming emotions of joy, regret, satisfaction, pride, unhappiness et al. I'm still kind of in a state of pure oblivion - having created a barricade in my heart to block the emotions and feelings I do not want to feel.
I decided to rest in and sleep till late after a whirlwind three and a half weeks. Since I'm in sunshine-y Florida, I have to get out and wear shorts. Soaking myself in a good bath and feeling clean, I decided to grab some good lunch. Veggies, goat cheese on a flat. Blissful. On our way to the hotel yesterday, I spotted a $20 tarot card reader and I decided to find out what fate had in store for my career - for only $20. Walked about 20 minutes basking in the sun, I found the house which was all decorated for Halloween - only the witches, skeletons, ghosts et al were taken to an extreme. Seeing the "please ring the bell" sign, I patiently rang the bell and waited. And waited. To no one opening the door and a creepy sound coming from a basket placed below the skeleton. At that moment, I turned back and was so glad that no one opened that creepy door. Note to self : Next time you attempt going to a tarot card reader, you're so not going alone.
Walking back to the safety of familiar surroundings around the hotel, I walked into a quaint store hoping to find a "Florida" fridge magnet to add to my collection. But to my disappointment (or not), I did not get the fridge magnet but bought myself a cute charmed necklace instead, with the letter 'T'. Now would be a good time to mention that at some point, I'd like to gift myself a chain reading "Tivoli", just like "Carrie" has one. Judge me all you want, but I still think 'Sex and the City' is a great show. Feeling the joy of adding another accessory to my collection, I walked into a Starbucks to further my love for writing and get back to that habit.
I usually write non-fiction in the form of articles - which was my style until now. Today I decided to further the boundaries I'd set for myself and attempted a poem. Yes, me and a poem. I always thought it wasn't my cup of tea but after having written one for pessimists, I realized how much I enjoy this new mode of expression. Another note to self : Do not set boundaries, always experiment.
I decided to rest in and sleep till late after a whirlwind three and a half weeks. Since I'm in sunshine-y Florida, I have to get out and wear shorts. Soaking myself in a good bath and feeling clean, I decided to grab some good lunch. Veggies, goat cheese on a flat. Blissful. On our way to the hotel yesterday, I spotted a $20 tarot card reader and I decided to find out what fate had in store for my career - for only $20. Walked about 20 minutes basking in the sun, I found the house which was all decorated for Halloween - only the witches, skeletons, ghosts et al were taken to an extreme. Seeing the "please ring the bell" sign, I patiently rang the bell and waited. And waited. To no one opening the door and a creepy sound coming from a basket placed below the skeleton. At that moment, I turned back and was so glad that no one opened that creepy door. Note to self : Next time you attempt going to a tarot card reader, you're so not going alone.
Walking back to the safety of familiar surroundings around the hotel, I walked into a quaint store hoping to find a "Florida" fridge magnet to add to my collection. But to my disappointment (or not), I did not get the fridge magnet but bought myself a cute charmed necklace instead, with the letter 'T'. Now would be a good time to mention that at some point, I'd like to gift myself a chain reading "Tivoli", just like "Carrie" has one. Judge me all you want, but I still think 'Sex and the City' is a great show. Feeling the joy of adding another accessory to my collection, I walked into a Starbucks to further my love for writing and get back to that habit.
I usually write non-fiction in the form of articles - which was my style until now. Today I decided to further the boundaries I'd set for myself and attempted a poem. Yes, me and a poem. I always thought it wasn't my cup of tea but after having written one for pessimists, I realized how much I enjoy this new mode of expression. Another note to self : Do not set boundaries, always experiment.
An ode to the pessimists
You get just one life, dear you.
And the choices to be made are far from few.
You know the difference between the bad and the good.
All you need is the courage for this to be understood.
Make no mistake, there will be times when you cannot see the white from the black.
But that would be the time for you look back.
There is a plan and there is the divine.
Just close your eyes and see the sunshine.
Forget the gray clouds, because they are just passing by.
It won't be very long, till you see the blue sky.
Make the effort to change the way you think.
You do not want to push your luck to the brink.
You get just one life, dear you.
And everyday you can start anew.
Parents
When did parents turn from our strength to our weakness? Moms and daughters have such a special relationship - they can't live with each other nor can they live without each other. It's a relationship where a lot goes unsaid - for the better or worse. Moms understand so much that the daughters don't even have to say - they can just sense it. Maybe we understand these things only at a time when we're not living with them anymore, and I'm not sure if that's right.
My parents visited me here in the US recently. For three and half weeks, and saying goodbye to them at the airport was the hardest. My fear of missing them so much and having a sleepless night the day they leave came true. It feels right now like everywhere I went with them, I'll see them in those places when I go again and that scares me even more. Even the little things seem much bigger right now. All the things you had taken for granted are valued more. It's different when you move to a different city and leave everyone behind, it's all new - places to be explored and memories to be made. But it changes when you're the one left behind. And that's how I feel now. But this trip of theirs has changed us in many ways - for the better for sure and I hope it's to stay. I've, for sure, become more tolerant to their different tastes, ideas and attitude towards some things and I see them meeting me halfway, which means the world to me.
My parents visited me here in the US recently. For three and half weeks, and saying goodbye to them at the airport was the hardest. My fear of missing them so much and having a sleepless night the day they leave came true. It feels right now like everywhere I went with them, I'll see them in those places when I go again and that scares me even more. Even the little things seem much bigger right now. All the things you had taken for granted are valued more. It's different when you move to a different city and leave everyone behind, it's all new - places to be explored and memories to be made. But it changes when you're the one left behind. And that's how I feel now. But this trip of theirs has changed us in many ways - for the better for sure and I hope it's to stay. I've, for sure, become more tolerant to their different tastes, ideas and attitude towards some things and I see them meeting me halfway, which means the world to me.
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