Random musings

Having an opinion about teenagers when I don't have one is like people talking about kids without having their own. It doesn't mean that they are not entitled to their opinions. It's just that their opinions are laced with a mix of fantasy and delusions! But, I feel very qualified (NOT!) to talk about teenagers, because I have one in the house. Our four legged friend, Henry is a teenager in doggie years. (2*7=14). See, I did my math.  Henry, our teenager is a bundle of contradictions. A sweet symphony on one hand, a bitter discord on the other.  He LIKES whom he likes he likes. The rest are treated with absolute disdain and suspicion.  He runs away when its time to come inside the home, leave a play-area, or his buddy friends or anything he deems unnecessary. In fact, running away seems like his favorite activity. When I ask him to do something, he lifts his doggie paws in the air and tells me, "I don't want to. I want to do what I want to ...

I don't know why I think of those friends now. It's been years since they left the state.  Even when they were here and I found a way to get along with them, I still maintained my distance.  Both these men were my husband's college buddies. I met them for the first time, after I was married, about 12 years ago. They were both unmarried at that time, had done their masters in the US and worked for hi-tech companies. One of them, especially was very rude. I still remember the first few visits with him. The first time, he said something like " girls from India just want to get married to men in the US ".  It was like someone just knocked the wind off my sails. I worked in the US before I was married. I certainly didn't need to get married to be in America. If anything, I had given up on my business visa and transferred to a dependent H-4 visa, to be with my husband, instead of working in different states. Then, he said things like " It doe...

With the coming of the New Year, I feel as if I need to be doing something different as in write resolutions, or make those changes or do something I always wanted to do. Part of me, thinks that it is a wasted effort because I find it hard to keep my " resolutions ". But then, if ever there was a time to start anew, the beginning of the year is it. The word that hits me this year is - Passion.  Now, passion and I have very little in common. Especially, when I think of the " Mills and Boon " or " 50 shades of Grey " kind of passion - I'm like - hmm, sounds really nice. I should try it sometime. Yet, when I think of passion in the true sense, I think of someone who lives life to the fullest. Someone, who doesn't necessarily do things perfectly, but puts their heart and soul into everything they do. Someone, who is driven by a purpose, a goal, or life itself. Someone, who is alive, in the moment. Someone, who makes mistakes, but picks thems...