Today is Monday. What so special about that, you may ask?
Well a number of things. While most part of the world are having Monday blues, it being the first day of the week, For us in the Gulf it is a happy day. For Monday means that already three days of the week are over and three remain for the weekend to start.
But then this post is not about Monday. It is about ‘Days’. I have been searching the internet to know what day it is. I mean each day is a ‘Day’ isn’t it. Yesterday was ‘Yoga day’ and Father’s day. There are mothers day and friends day and what not. And it is essential too isn’t it? Like you and me are individuals and have unique identities, so why shouldn’t each day be a special day,
Oh there, see I got it, one of the sites tells me that today is National chocolate eclairs day and it is also National Onion Rings day. Fantastic isn’t it? (Now don’t ask me which country is meant by the word national. Does it really matter? Aren’t we all global citizens).
So come on have your fill of chocolate eclairs and onion rings. Have it till your teeth start paining of all that chewing and your breath reeks of onion. You can do that much to ‘celebrate’ can’t you?
I came to know yesterday that from last year August 13 is celebrated as The great Khali day in one of the states of Mexico. Isn’t that wonderful? I wonder what people do that day. I just hope that the wrestling matches are confined to the outdoors.
I wonder if people will celebrate a National boredom day or maybe rename it as Bhagyashree day. Wishful thinking, eh?
But then like all other people I have to wind up this post and start on my chores. The kitchen sink grins wickedly while the kitchen seems to say, ‘Everyday is my day’. Yeah, true…everyday is Kitchen day; no doubt about that. Sigh…!!
A person named Manav lost some valuable items in the by-lanes of Jeevan Society. The police found him in an incoherent state and what could be gathered from the bits and pieces that he spoke was;
That day itself he had joined his job and he found out that all his education had been a waste. Since then he has been trying to find out what is really needed for a job.
He tried to help a small girl to climb a tree. Her mother came and slapped him and told him never to touch a child again.
He wanted a meal but if he had a good meal, he could not eat for the next one week, his salary could not afford it.
He went to deliver a packet at his boss’s house, only to find out that the water hose was running though the garden was flooded with water. His tenement received water only twice in a week.
Though Manav was mumbling a lot many things but the reporter could not gather more than these as she herself started searching for the things that Jeevan lost. If any reader finds any, he/she can please hand over the lost properties at the office address of this newspaper.
It is not me who is asking this question but its was one of the headlines in TOI two days back. Now what do I say. I mean what I like you may find boring and vice versa right. I read scriptural texts. I attend temple programs, I listen to relevant audios. I don’t like watching movies and similarly I hardly have time to read random books or blogs. So am I bore? Maybe for some, for myself I enjoy to the hilt 😀
We hold an annual one week summer camp in March for kids aged 7-15. I met an acquaintance and told about it. She asked for the course summary, I told her that there will be personality development courses, art & craft, activities and some scriptural studies too. Nothing heavy, small stories etc. Her face changed as if she had smelled rotten potatoes. Maybe she felt, what a bore it is. Once upon a time, I would have been angry at her behavior, now I don’t bother. Who am I to be judgmental.
My parents used to tell us that teaching is a good profession especially for ladies. Which other profession allows you to go along with and return with your kids, isn’t it? We sisters always used to shrug off. Teaching… that is such a bore.
Now my sister is a well know coaching teacher and …..I am on the path of being a teacher preacher 🙂 I take a weekly class for kids in the temple
Many a times the parents of kids come and ask a remedy for problems or ask for some references on texts. And I feel so humbled. I am after all just like them, a student who teaches part-time.
But is it a bore, oh no, not at all, it is a wonderful journey where in we all learn together.