Thirty things I’m thankful for

1. The taxes I pay because it means that I am employed.

2. The weekends because it means that I’m doing something completely pointless.

3. The accessible art because it means that there is a place to run away without leaving home.

4. The earplugs because it means I can switch the other world off.

5. The clothes that fit a little too snug because it means that I have enough to eat.

6.  My shadow that watches me walking fast because it means that I am out in the sunshine.

7.  A room that I mess up now and then, windows that have to be washed and a shower to stand beneath because it means that I have a house.

8.  The guys who think twice before any nonsense because it means that I don’t come easy.

9.  The eyes that don’t sleep but dreams because it means that every night is a goodnight.

10. Not being to the jail because it means that I sin differently than everyone else.

11. All the complaints I hear about our government because it means we have the freedom of speech.

12. The people being nice to me because it means I’m in this world doing something good.

13. Random creative sights on the roadside because it means that I am not fit for the driving seat.

14. A huge pile of laundry and ironing because it means my loved ones are nearby.

15. The holy thread around my neck because it means that I am a negative atheist.

16. The tears that slide from the corners of the eyes because it means that I can laugh whole-heartedly.

17. The spot I find at the far end of the stairs up to the metro platform because that means I’m capable of walking.

18. The silent ogling of the men because it means that women are fearless in the city.

19. My sibling who acts rebellious because it means that I am a mature adult.

20. Dirty mind because it means that I’m imaginative.

21. The cancelled plans that make me excited because it means I don’t have to cook up a lame excuse.

22. The last few minutes of a deadline because it means I’m most productive.

23. The bad scores in mathematics problems and zero theorems knowledge because it means that I have always been a right brained person.

24. The unsociable frame of mind because it means I enjoy the company of the person I’m alone with.

25. Doing what needs to be, even when I didn’t want to because it means that I’m disciplined.

26. Indifferent attitude of people because it means that it is none of my business.

27. Struggled childhood because it means that I have a better adulthood with a capable future.

28. The rich snotty and bloated chic at my workplace who never shuts the hell up because it means that I can hear.

29. The morning alarm that goes off in the morning hours because it means that I’m alive.

30. Having not many boring moments because it means that the fact that I’m alive is amazing.

  

       Holy Spirit

      Ce’st ma vie and I am thankful for it. Whether I am pushed or pulled, drained or fueled, loved or left,
      helped or hurt it is a part of my growth and no kidding. There’s always, always, always something to be thankful for. Forgive me if I don’t love it enough.

An Imaginator's Promise

Clouds give an awesome kick to the imagination and are a wonderful soul soother. They scoop the brain cells up and take them off a journey of learning and explorations with them. They are much more than big balls of cotton to me. I promise to always find the shapes in the clouds, the whales in the sky that swim instead of float. The sky is sometimes the sea and the clouds are the soul of happy ships, sunk a long ago. Sometimes the sun is the beloved and clouds play flirty with the sun. On issues or hassles like in a relationship, the sun breaks through the clouds any moment, showing disapproval. Sometimes it is more than pleasurable to watch that elephant, who is humongous enough to be called as a mammoth, chases a turtle. A map of a country unknown to me floating in the Indian territory. May be, that’s why they shout as the sky is limitless. Then, a cartoon character from my childhood, gliding in the limitless sky, mounting on big chunk of cloud ball. Or on the other hand, a piece of pineapple pastry floating in the blue sky. It makes ravishing butterflies flutter in my stomach. I promise to just lie down all day and watch them drift by. I promise to always look high up above on all the days when I wouldn’t why find anything but air and water and the melancholy of the days. I promise to switch on the entire sky alive with the imagination. I promise. I promise to let my imagination to run away with me. Or Vice versa. I promise to look up and feel good about my widened horizons. Like all times, it will once again make me feel like a little speck in the universe, so insignificant. Breaking all the rules of why we all take ourselves so seriously, because in the sky, there are no boundaries. Absolutely no limits.