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Grateful for the life I have# GratitudeCircle

“Love the life you live, and live the life you love.”      

Bob Marley

It’s hard to believe that another month has just flown by and its time again to count our blessings on this  4th Thursday of the Month. Before I list what I’m grateful for this month, I’d like to thank Vidya and Corinne for this wonderful exercise that makes us count our blessings. After 30 days of grumbling about one thing or the other, it is always nice to step back and take a look at what makes our lives worth living. 

Well it seems that I wrote this post one week too early so I’m reposting it with a few more additions .

Can one really list things that they are grateful for? Indeed many things that one should be grateful for are often taken for granted like roti, kapda aur makan. 

Today as I write this post I am grateful simply to be alive.

Last week I heard of the untimely death of a friend, one who I was not in regular touch with but who had touched my life. He and his wife were friends of ours when we were all newly married, finding our feet as young couples do – grappling with issues that young couples face : settling down into careers, adjusting to parenthood and generally growing up. In those days our families met often with other friends with whom we formed a group but as is always the case, friendships become friendshifts and we moved along different paths, meeting often when we bumped into one another at the Club or at social gatherings. Even though our interaction was intermittent, our connect was deep so when I heard about H’s sudden demise, I was shocked. Rustling up enough courage to meet his wife ( I can’t bring myself to address her by any other name) I went to the funeral.

Now for those who don’t know, traditionally Hindu women don’t attend funerals and generally offer condolences at designated condolence meetings or in private, but as with all things else that have changed, Hindu women attend funerals and sometimes even actively participate in them , performing all the ceremonies normally only a son could do , as the only children of their parents.

The funeral hall was packed to capacity and the traffic jam of cars outside showed how popular he was. But not only was H a man who was well loved, he was a man who lived the life he loved and loved the life he loved. Of course it wasn’t easy because we all have our ups and downs but as  I saw his peaceful face I felt grateful for having known him .  

Grateful for meeting all the different people in my life

So in my list of gratitude for this month, I’d like to mention my gratitude to all the people I’m grateful for having encountered in my life – both virtual and in reality. It takes all kinds to make the world and all kinds of people who enrich your life.

Yes, even the people who have bothered you, annoyed you or even upset your life have been sent to teach you certain lessons or make you aware of your own blessings and appreciate whatever you have – So yes, to all you people I am grateful for having you in my life.

 Thank God I’m living in Mumbai

 

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This is the scene from outside my balcony on most days. For some people it is a great scene for many others who are used to cleaner, more orderly cities and  more gracious neighbourhoods  this will seem like a dreary space to live in with buildings that are old and worn out, a sky that looks pretty grim and smoggy but whatever it is, I am grateful that I am living in a city where everything works forme. Strange as it may sound because like the millions of Mumbaikars  I grumble about poor connectivity, the cows on the road, the horns which never stop honking, the pot holes which are never filled, the weather which is just hot and hotter, the taxis who don’t take you anywhere, the buses that almost kill you, the hordes of people who are always rushing somewhere, the pavements that you can never walk on, the rains that always flood, but there are still

  • the home deliveries of the newspaperwallah, local banya, the chemist, the vegetable and fruit man, the meat man, the egg man and the milkman
  • the restaurants that are open well into the night
  • the policeman who does stop the traffic for you when he sees you struggling with a little child
  • the people who’ve been waiting for the lift who do allow you to enter first when they see you have a problem
  • the Bai who has her own problems but will always stay back an extra 10 minutes when you’re really really stuck

Apart from these people and amenities that make my life worthwhile in Mumbai, I’m also grateful for the air we breathe in because even though it is polluted, it doesn’t seem to be half as bad as living with the polluted air in Delhi or the haze Singapore for that matter where daily living has become hazardous enough for several expats to make their way back home.

Join me and many other Write Triber’s on this month’s Gratitude Circle.

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Author: Bellybytes

Proud Mumbai gal who always sees the humour in life. The mum who made banana fritters when all the other mums made cupcakes.

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