Thunderstorms

Thunderstorm

 

Here I’m sitting in my couch trying to listen to the sounds around me in the middle of the night. All are fast asleep and tucked in bed. Now, looking forward to peace and silence for a little bit before retiring to my room.

The tik-tik sound of my wall clock, the humming sound of my refrigerator, the passing by buses, cars (occasionally sounds from my living room balcony). All in perfect harmony with each other to put me in a relaxing mode.

It’s night time, just a dim bulb putting light on my stuff laying around me and casting there shadows. As, I get up to go to my room I realised that I forgot to take water jug for the night. I might need it in middle of the night just to have a gulp or if my husband needs it.

I switch off the light in my living room and start walking towards my room it is just two rooms away from living room as my house is all on the same level. I have to cross my son room and a common bathroom before entering my room. Before I even crossed my room I realised it started raining heavily outside, ( I don’t like thunderstorms noise and bit scared of them) so wanted to get to my room as soon as possible to get snuggled in bed next to him.

I crept inside my room in darkness making sure I don’t make any sudden sounds or noises to wake anyone. I can hear my husband snoring and making a whistling sounds. I knew now that he is fast asleep.

I entered my bed and lie down without making much sounds and movements but the moment I entered my bed quilt something heavy came upon me, I got scared as it was sudden…

 

then I realise it’s my husband hand to make me sleep tight in this thunderstorm and I slept like a baby. He is Yum Yum!!

London on the move.. still exploring

image

London famous tube “Mind the gap” tag line to be reassuring always.

image

London bridge name is enough

image

London bridge in different perspective

image

London parliament, Ben and the busy Westminster

image

The famous shard of London

image

London eye as seen by me
Please like or share your comments if you want to

Diwali with my dad

20151120-091119.jpg

A beautiful festival of india celebrated by all religions in their own way. With everyone’s own story to share.
But I have a different perspective on this.. For me it’s a feeling of happiness or beginning of joyful times with festive touch in the air. As Diwali is followed by many festival till new year so really enjoy it.

My memories are associated with how my parents enjoyed it and try to make it special each year. My mom and us kids would help her to spring clean the home few months in advance, would decorate or even redecorate the home or furnishing or bring something new and special to our home. It’s was like Christmas Day spirit already started..

My dad would make sure every corner of our home specially the living rooms and entrance with flowers, decorations you name it..
Would ask mom to make new and different cuisine or something special with exciting sweet dish for kids and family.
We would be showered with gifts which we always wanted and yes new clothes for everyone. We burst crackers after puja path at home and go to Gurudawara (temple) to light candles and pray.

(Though we stopped bursting crackers soon as we grew and came to understand the hazards it created in terms of pollution of all kinds.)

Then we used to have a grand feast all vegetarian only..!! And hopped to bed feeling tired and exhausted.

Waiting for christmas and new year to come!! Miss u dad…stay blessed where ever you are…!!

Nature’s Inspirations

It’s all around us just we have to find our way..

Let see…
image

let see how?

Be like sun,
It never forgets to shine on everyone.

Be like water,
It continue to move on, though at times it may totter.

Be like air,
It takes everything in its stride; it dare.

Be like soil,
It nurture every seed inside even though at times from outside it broil.

Be like trees,
They never stop giving: fulfilling everyone needs.

Be like moon,
It never forgets to shines; in utter darkness it’s a boon.

Nature is the biggest teacher on ground,
but we forget to have a look around.