Random musings

It is really refreshing to meet people who listen and take a genuine interest in you. People who accept what you do at face value. Where they do not over-analyze or slander. People who are non-judgemental and non-critical. People who like other people. When you meet someone like that, you can't help but want to spend more time with them. It seemed as if in the past few months, God has been trying to tell us something. To be those kind of people. It feels overwhelming to be at the receiving end of someone's judgment or negativity.  Reminds me of how we approach the gospel sometimes. We take a stick and beat someone on the head with the bible. We drive our messages with fear - fear of God's wrath or hell.  While all of that may be true - when the soul is weary, it needs rest. It needs grace, it needs acceptance. If there is any hope that I would have for the New Year, it is just that. To be able to rest my weariness, anxiety and troubles in His arms. That, we wou

Referring to older folks as Uncle and Aunty is actually the Indian way of showing respect. Everyone is part of the family. So, we have aunties, uncles, brothers, sisters, grandpas and grandmas. Any and every one of Indian descent is related that way. It's cute. Sort of.  If you are married, your chances of Aunty-dom has increased two fold. If you have kids, you are pretty much doomed to Aunty-ness for the rest of your life. I don't mind being an Aunty. It makes me feel special.   I guess when the system was originally invented, we had all kind of tags like Ammamma, Achachan, chetan, chayans and so on. Since, the whole thing was getting way too complicated for us, we dropped all the other tags and stuck with the basics!  So, an age difference doesn't automatically qualify someone as an Uncle/Aunty. Like, for example, a 20 year old kid will call me an Aunty, but my 2 year old refers to them as Chechi or Chachan. And, then we have those folks who are in the same a