The heights by great men reached and kept

were not attained by sudden flight,

but they, while their companions slept,

were toiling upward in the night.*

If the midnight oil does testament bear

And if my days are anything to go by

Then, by Longfellow's words I swear

give me my wings and let me fly!

*Longfellow

I wrote this some time ago and in what has been the norm of late, it was just another draft on this space. The sister visited for 3 weeks and in true Indian tourist fashion we worked her to the bone, dragging her from pillar to post. She did complain about how a holiday should be relaxing the like but we didn't listen. 
At the end though, she left well travelled and even better fed. So all's well.
She's one person who just gets me. No words needed. Just a glance followed by a giggle. I guess it is the nature of the relationship.

Life has been nothing short of crazy with a double dose of crazy on the side. The much awaited mystery birthday trip is in the offing and I can't hardly wait!