Crazy Christmas

Everyone knows December is all about celebrations, fun, and smiles. Similarly, this December of 2016 is the same for me even Christmas has not yet arrived.

I was never a believer in Santa because it all seemed fake to me. It still seems fake because of the obvious reasons like Santa is fictional. But, I realized something this Christmas, it’s the happiness which festivities bring in our lives.

In our office, we are playing Secret Santa and I was surprised to see that how Santa’s used to think OUT OF THE BOX and give several gifts to their child and make them feel happy. The smile and radiation on the face of the gift receivers was priceless. This made me realize about the true motive of Santa.

Maybe, just maybe, after going through this learning of creating happiness instead of waiting for it, made me realize that we all crave for Happiness and the more we share, the better.

I would also like to request that not to limit ourselves from spreading happiness to our near and dear ones and also look out for those who have less hope in this world and no source of happiness. If we can share some of our time with them and share quality time with them, then that’d be one of the blessed festivals for us.

 

Xmas tree at our work place

 

 

I got this! ❤ I can buy books and roma madly at Crosswords this weekend 😉 Now you know where to find me 😛

 

 

Colleagues and their smiles 😉

 

Hope y’all have a great time ahead for Christmas and New year and I have started liking life more after understanding some of the many things what life is all about. Take care and see you soon ❤

P.S.: I have heard many of the Christmas songs of Michael Buble and I would like to share it. Jingle Bells by Michael Buble ❤ Happy Weekend!

I am happy that I witnessed it..

It’s so pure. The love of grandparents for the grandchildren.

Today morning, I was in a bus going to work, as regular weekdays. I was super sleepy(early morning feeling) and then I saw a kid looking at the line of vehicles at a traffic standing at the side walk. She was hardly 2 years old and probably try it understand, ‘Why so many buses?’, ‘ Why the rush?’, ‘Why the traffic?’, and what I loved the most, was her grandpa’s reaction to it.

He was a white bearded man standing there at the side walk with her, holding her hand. In fact the girl was holding the grandpa’s index finger. All the while, the grandpa was standing still and letting her feel things and analyse her thoughts. The grandpa was not rushing the kid to walk or distract her train of thoughts. On the other hand, the kid was gladly absorbing life and then decided to walk and unknowingly initiated the walk and off they went both.

What a sight it was to see the patient grandpa giving the power of present to her grandchild and the way she bossed the moment. Loved it.

Have you ever felt something so unique that brought a smile to your face and opened up a new level of love and bonding in your life?

Daily routine.

Midnight crossed,

cursor blinking,

tired body,

worn out soul,

drowsy eyes,

fingers curved,

energy nil,

jammed mind,

sleep calling,

dreams awaiting,

lighting lamp,

silent wind,

head on keyboard,

drooling face,

jumbled hairs,

hours passed,

startling jolt,

mumma waking,

office time,

already late,

daily routine,

sleep deprived,

dreams forgotten,

life forgotten,

machinic life.