Its a nice time to give thanks for all that we  have in our hands today.  Realize the fact that what and how we are living is very fortunate to those who have not been able to even gather one meal for the day.

Really Thank the Creator of all that is, to have bestowed upon us the reality that we dreamed of long back.

Its a special time and its a time to know that we are very lucky to be living and having near and dear ones around us.

As the year draws in to a close, we have much to thank for given the way everything is turning around, economy, climate, conflicts and so many more to make our progress slow and gradual and full of in depth thought.

Anyway, am back from Assam. And as always, I found peace being around my parents who are growing old and entering their twilight years.

Many a subtle tasks have been completed and closed for me. Meeting all my relatives in a wedding was worth the trip. Meeting them after 9 years was kind of bittersweet and pleasant at the same time.. Then I was a daughter of their relation and today I am a woman with my own nest and I am a visitor to their nests.

More than anything, the particular souls with whom I had some heavy karma seemed totally free of that weight and though the sarcasm was the same, the outlook was the same, I was glad to see myself rise above it all and not react AT ALL. Thats new for me and it was just nice to see a big family get together.

I had a quiet laugh at a conversation of one of my relatuons who went on and on about diamonds and gold and all the material worth.. and so much more BLAH just near by ear deliberately trying to irritate me. This woman was my nemesis from the time I was born.   I was smiling to the Creator as I was being tested so very hard on my patience and tolerance. Now was the time to practice what I preached and VIOLA !!  It just did not matter. So well I think I passed my test.. Hahaha !! And with intense humility I really thank the Creator for bringing about that change in me and my beliefs.

Sometimes, its nice to just be detached and have the events fold open up on its own.  I am glad I got some time to spend with the bride, my cousin, who I remember to be a kid. It was emotional watching her at the vermillon ceremony where the mother – in-law puts the Sindoor on her to be daughter-in-law’s head.

And among all the dazzle of wedding finery and bustle of the wedding crowd, after a long time, I felt a sense of belonging to this family and was at peace.