A Cup o Coffee or a compliment...

I have this friend and she just loves her coffee.... 

Before getting her nails done and stuff she has to wait .. she decides to get her coffee..  There she was in the coffee shop struggling to get her coffee.. The till wasnt working... and the aroma of coffe in the shop that the others were having making her a bit antsy i guess and the fact that she had to get her stuff done ..  Despite all that going on she stood by the side waiting patiently for the till to get fixed.. She sees two guys walk up to her with coffee in their hand... both perfect strangers..

One of them says Hi .. and yada yada yada.. then he says "You look gorgeous and i couldnt take my eyes of you, just wanted to say this to you " My friend thanked the guy and He walked on wishing her well..

Now this friend is a proper lady, has a wonderful personality, pretty and is the kind that when she smiles, things around her just light up..  So she tends to be wary of people and their come ons...

However this incident  just made her day.. Everything else was forgotten.. the nails not done, the coffee not available and the other irritants.. The day just looked to be amazing...

I guess everyone can do with a good compliment .  It is the sincerity and the lack of any expectation for the compliment that makes it into a compliment rather than a cheap one liner... Thank you gentlemen for making the difference...


So is  it the coffee that starts a good day..  Nescafe would agree...

Me..

I'll take a compliment any day...

Cheers....

Life is a freight train

Life.. its various ups and downs... Joys and Disappointments.. If you ask someone .. How is it going..  Mostly people will respond with something one way or the other  .. rarely will one come across someone who will say i dunno..  We all seem  to know how the life is going for us... Yet when i look back a few weeks and think where i was.. I never imagined i would be where i am today.. Its been really good.. Surprised yes .. pleasantly so...

Life has a momentum of its own.. One thing to the next,  it builds up .. Sometimes it just leaves us in the dump and sometimes it just makes us reach the skies..

 life .. Eh....

or is it the people we meet...

Hmmm.. sets me thinking...

A wisp of memory across time....

My Sister's come on a visit with her l'il one .. All of one and a half years old and such a bundle of energy... Mom was reminiscing and looking at old pictures..  Black and White ones too.. Came across this one... It is truly amazing..

Looking at the picture... watching my sister and her l'il one.... wondered .. what was my mom thinking when she was holding me... What dreams was she creating for me .. How have things turned out ... We all know our parents as just that .. Parents.. Looking at her now and the picture then i realized for the first time the enormity of the journey she made from the innocent girl she was to being my mom.. The dreams she had, the joys she lived and sacrificed despite all of that, the love that she gave me.. 


Hope in some way i have come close to her dreams of me. A small return for her lifelong love and service to her child..


I think I have..here is is to all the mothers in the world. There are none like you..


We are but an essence of you..