Roads

Dum … dum… dum …
What’s he doing this time ?
I found him cross-legged on the floor, with a pen in his hand , pounding on a long piece of thermocol. Yesterday he was riding his cars on it, claiming it to be his superfast race car road. What could this be ? He is carving out little pieces from here and there and studying his handiwork like a pro. What to do ?
Obviously he is trying to make something. Let me ask him first before I give him a lecture about this mess. “What is this, dear ?” Beaming with pride, he answered innocently , “This is how the roads are here , Mom.”

ASPIRE

I have been feeling a little down lately.
Changes … when they don’t happen we’re bored and when they do , we are scared.
This move back to India is a huge change and I find myself falling into the grip of worries and anxieties.
So far, google has been taking the place of a spiritual guru in most crises.
This time however I turned to Amazon looking for an answer.
And for a moment, I thought I did too.

There it was “Aspire: Discovering Your Purpose Through the Power of Words”.
I have always been a true believer of the power of words.
718 reviews and still 5 stars!
I had to have that book.

Who doesn’t want to discover their purpose in life?

If I can find it for about $8.00 in Kindle version, why wouldn’t I give it a try?
At the end of it all, maybe I would discover that I am someone great just hiding in a housewife’s costume.
Even better, maybe I’ll find a place in the Social Studies text book someday.
(That has been one of my childhood dreams.)

I have finished the first chapter. It describes a secret word “Genshai”.
He says it is an old Hindi word which means that you should never treat another person in a way that makes them feel small.
There is a story that describes how he learned about it.

Genshai doesn’t sound like a Hindi word to me. But Hindi is not my mother tongue.
I turned to google guru , but didn’t get a satisfying answer.
Almost all the chatter about ‘Genshai’ is related to this book by Kevin Hall.

It IS a profound truth, I agree.
But somehow the word and the accompanying story didn’t quite hit the mark.
It feels more like a chapter from a fiction.

Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction.

Or maybe greatness and purpose don’t come in $8.00 bottles.

Achu’s fourth story

Achyuth is a little boy. He lives in a doghouse. His mommy and daddy live with him too. Achan lives in the joli office. Mommy is cleaning up the nest. Achyuth plays. And there is Team Umizoomi doghouse.

 

THE END

Achu’s third story

The pickup truck’s wheels are stuck. He cannot move away. He has so many friends. The fire truck, the car truck and the pumpkin rocky clocky truck are his friends. The police truck went to the police house.