Thursday, May 23, 2013

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!


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!

1 comment:

The_Girl_From_Ipanema said...

Hi Amrita

Thanks for leaving a comment on my blog. Unfortunately I only just saw it. May be we can email? Your inputs / experiences with the caregiving home in blr will be useful. Thanks