Joining the dots #Gratitude Circle

Seemingly random events make up the picture of our lives. Slowly but surely all the dots get joined up. This thought occurred to me  while watching the Republic Day parade. Seeing our military might march down Raj Path,  I remembered my own childhood which was spent in different Cantonment towns .  That’s when I thought : I wouldn’t be where I am now were it not for a series of events that are slowly being connected to each other.

If I were to trace back to the beginning of the beginning, I would say it was a remark made by Dr. C, a Registrar at the hospital where my father was doing his Houseman’s post, suggesting that he join the Navy, rather than continue working as a doctor in civvie street. This literally changed the course of my father’s life and ensured that his family lived the life of privilege accorded to very few in this world.

I am grateful to have grown up in my bubble – a world of uniforms and parades,discipline and order. To those on the outside looking in, we  lived in a time warp of sorts-  with Clubs and Balls and a lifestyle that still clung to traditions of the Raj, far removed from the reality outside the Cantonment limits.

But however anachronistic it may be, a life style that involved frequent changes of house, school and city, which forced us to interact with varied people only made us more resilient, adaptable and confident of taking on the world anywhere.

So Dr C, I am grateful to you! 

Then as one dot connected with the next, so many opportunities opened up for me, schooling in the best of schools, studying in the best of colleges and getting to meet people I would normally not have been able to meet. The latest in the series of dots was an  interview  with a remarkable person Dr. Mithu Alur who turned a personal problem into a life changing experience for her and hundreds of others. This charming, soft spoken and extremely compassionate lady is made of steel. Working tirelessly for over 3 decades, she has managed to get the Government of India to change its policy towards differently abled people! Her efforts have helped thousands achieve a life of inclusion rather than isolation and despair.  Meeting her has been personally very inspiring and I am eternally grateful for this chance. 

On a micro level, I am grateful for the local banya who has re-opened shop once again. Thank you Bhimshi Vershi for coming back into my grocery life.

And as always, I am grateful for the domestic help I have. Looking after three babies is not always easy and when I feel the twinge in my lower back, I remember Divya and her cheery countenance. If she can “grin and bear it”after sweeping and swabbing four houses every day,  I have no reason to feel sorry for myself. I am grateful to you Divya, for reminding me how much I have to be thankful for!

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I’m linking this to Vidya Sury’s Gratitude Circle.

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Unishta

A granny who always sees the humour in life and tries to do things differently. When others make cupcakes, this granny makes banana fritters. When she’s not busy chasing her grandchildren who love making her run around, she indulges in her passions of reading, writing, meeting friends and watching movies. And somewhere between all this she enjoys travelling and cooking!

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4 Responses

  1. Vidya Sury says:

    Sunita, I love what you wrote about the dots being connected. Very true. And with your rich experience, I can imagine you musing over various life events. I smiled when I read that your baniya is back – I remember your earlier post about him closing shop. Must be a wonderful feeling! I am glad you have help at home! Thank you so much for joining me in this month’s Gratitude Circle.
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  2. Really enjoyed this one! Thank you so much for the reminder to be thankful.
    The “domestic help” comment made me laugh because I have friends in many different countries where having help is just normal life and in many cases they’re almost a family member. One of my good friends was a missionary to a developing country and while back in the US speaking at a church, she referenced her domestic help, whereupon the Americans freaked out at the use of “God’s money” for a luxury. She explained that although she and her husband lived off a small income they still had more than most in their area and in the village where they lived it was expected to hire at least one person to help the local economy. To hire no one would actually be insulting. People who had no experience outside the US borders just couldn’t wrap their heads around it. Now it’s funny…at the time, not so much. 😉

    • Bellybytes says:

      Indeed one of the reasons for opting to live in an emerging market economy was the luxury of having domestic help. And you’re right about them becoming like family our regular live in help and driver know more about us than we’d like them to but honestly we need them and can’t do without them.

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