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Flying free !

Independence day is a holiday for me now- Miss the APS days when 15th August was flag hoisting and then Investiture ceremony- the practice , the last minute check list! Once Ritadi noticed at the nick of time that the flag was folded upside down and Tribhuvanbhaiya had to quickly do the needful -unhoist and rehoist - else we would all be on the line of fire - the then Principal who was a dragon lady would have immediately turned us into "shaheed"s!
Before that , at Future Foundation it meant celebrating Sri Aurobindo's birthday.The parade and the function always ended with the khichuri and dorbesh that tasted out of this world. Jayadi's touch somehow got lost in the sophisticated boxes that Chibu used to bring home later .
Freedom song has different meanings now - especially for me - it means more free time to do what I want to do- getting up late, tea over the morning newspaper and getting sucked into the obsessive world of Game of Thrones! Travelling is on the agenda , but  thats a not so distant problem with the caregiving becoming more and more difficult in many ways.But that's life ......
Today morning I read about the executives giving up their jobs at 40s and a check-list to ensure they have a comfortable life henceforth ....I guess when your expectations match the wants ,you are ready to move on and you do not mind the compromises!
And why is it that I keep thinking soon there won't be any more time !!!!
"If you don’t enjoy getting up and working and finishing your work and sitting down to a meal with family or friends, then the chances are that you’re not going to be very happy. If someone bases his happiness or unhappiness on major events like a great new job, huge amounts of money, a flawlessly happy marriage or a trip to Paris, that person isn’t going to be happy much of the time. If, on the other hand, happiness depends on a good breakfast, flowers in the yard, a drink or a nap, then we are more likely to live with quite a bit of happiness."
- Andy Rooney
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  1. Unknown17 August 2014 at 18:51

    Beautifully said Amrita! Can't agree more…Happiness - is in the 'small things' the 'everyday"..

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