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The extraordinary weight of ordinary things...

At what point in life when we are growing older do we start living backwards in life ?

I mean just a whole lot of nostalgia that sinks in and everything in the present looks plain vanilla... Something's wrong ... STOP!! It was supposed to get more awesome as life progressed so what faltered ... Dammit did i break my mojo or even worse, did i loose my chutzpah (thoughts from my inner child) ??

Umm, yes (says the adult in me, trying to parent me) ... because being a wise grown up requires a lot of monotonous aka mundane efforts. The routine day to day joys of nurturing a younger being in life (rolls eyes at my lack of parenting skills or not such mommy vibes).

The parent in me tells my inner child, Look here Doofus ! It's not always glamorous or exciting. But it's important to remember that the extraordinary weight of ordinary things can be just as meaningful as the most exciting experiences. 

The things that make us feel safe and loved, like the feeling of our child's little feet in our palms when they sleep. Who would've thought that the smell of a baby's feet could be mind-bogglingly extraordinary? I mean, those tiny tootsies emitting a fragrance that defies logic.… hmm, me thinks there’s some more …

ü  The way my child giggles & makes me smile foolishly spontaneously.

ü  The smell of my partner's skin that melts my defenses in an instant.

ü  The taste & texture of my comfort food that says “There There, Hey Jude don't make it bad.. Everything's gonna be alright.”

ü  The feeling of the wind & sun on your face together at top speeds.

All extraordinarily ordinary things, that gives us exuberance to live as we take the time to appreciate them.

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Life is not always easy to do. Life is hectic and/or stressful and/or exhausting and/or disappointing, and it can be hard to find the time to slow down and appreciate the little things. But it's worth it cause oh well, it’s a wait till death anyways.

The Zen in me reminding the hippy dreamer in me that’s imagining the grand escapades & heart-pounding thrills, be grateful, be in the now. Don’t you dare forget to appreciate the insanity that lies within the ordinary. Embrace those wacky, extraordinary moments that hide in the simplest of things.

In the famous words of an advertising slogan of a MNC bank (modified here) :

“There are some things the ordinary life can't make you experience. For everything else, there's extraordinary faith.”

 So till death do us together again, Arrivederci !!
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