She was my Angel for the entire Sunday!

I am dancing and whirling, singing and tapping, twisting and turning, bouncing and wiggling....i wish i could show you my "Happy Dance" :) Who knew one day I will be this amused and excited to have a domestic helper around. When I was in India, day in and day out helpers used to be all around us to serve us better and only better.  I sincerely think I wasn’t very appreciative of them back then. After staying out of India for more than 5 years now I simply lost that luxury. Especially in a place like US where everything else can be bought cheap except for a maid helper, I struggled washing dishes, doing laundry, sweeping and mopping….and with the flow got so used to it that I didn’t even notice my hands which used to be really soft a few years ago have undergone a good amount of wear now.  In the process I loved this independence of getting things done by myself but somewhere the fact that nothing can be Done, Done without me actually doing it drove me nuts.

Advantage of moving to an Asian country… last weekend this helper called so and so made her grand entry and spread her magic all over my place. In a matter of few hours her jadoo ki chaddi took me to a world of dreams where my house turned into a mirror while I was sipping a nice hot coffee in the balcony. Much engrossed into my book, I looked back and the entire house was spotless clean, shining clean, superest clean :) And I felt like this luxury that I had almost forgotten should have been a lot more appreciated. I don’t like to address these angels as “maids”, a helper sounds a lot better. Thanks to all of them who do this work and give us some space for a sign of relief! A big thank you and a long due appreciation for all the helpers :)

Its really that Simple!

And yet again I confirm that Hellen Keller and I think alike. Her quotes are lucid and I so agree with every line she puts in this world of internet. She says “All the beautiful things in life are neither seen nor touched but are felt in the heart” Ahh! perfectly weaved into words.

Beauty is like million different feelings to me!Walking in the rain and smelling a row full of beautiful wet jasmines by the road-side, that smell in the air is beauty. Putting your hair up in a messy bun which really is messy :P but you are out-of-the-world-comfortable with it, that comfort is beauty. The teenage crush when he stares at you and you couldn’t help blushing, those blushing cheeks is beauty. The day when you get married and look at your partner with all possible commitment, that look is beauty. The age when your knees don’t let you get out of the chair easily, the hand that helps you get-up is beauty. A lovely perfume that makes you turn to see who just passed by in the morning rush is beauty. The SMS from your husband on a Friday eve, “Meet me at Starbucks for a coffee before we go home, Luv u :)”, that blinking symbol on your cell is beauty. The cold shower that helps you relax after an intense workout, that feeling of accomplishment and sigh with an “Ahhhh!” is beauty. You call your mom on a mother’s day and she by default has tears in her eyes, the way she tries hard to hold them back, pure beauty. The AC in your bedroom feels too cold in middle of the night and you urge for the sheets to glide over your body, that tucking under the sheets is beauty. You finish reading a 550 page book and suddenly realize, I read it all, that shuffling through the pages with a mellow smile of satisfaction, is beauty.

It’s that small part called Happiness which brings million reasons to make life worth living. That tininess which can make you feel on top of the world is incomparable…that Feeling of getting a Simple Pleasure is Real Beauty, for me :)