The other day I was running late in the morning. I had a meeting and I was rushing to the office. Most of the times, the lift never comes down when its needed the most. While I was near the entrance, I could see a lift closing. Having no hopes that I could catch it, I slowed down. But to my surprise, it opened again. The guy inside the lift had kept it open until I hopped in. It brought the biggest smile onto my face and I thanked him profusely. Such a simple act, made my morning feel so good.
The MIL is such a goodhearted person. I cant think of anyone who would so selflessly help others. Number of times, she makes enough food that would serve more people than our family. And on such days, pookara-amma, pakathutu veetu velakaramma and many other ammas would come have a hearty meal at home. Not to forget the number of birds and squirrels that would have unlimited supply of food all the time.
For a number of times now, she has sent me back to Bangalore with a big bag of goodies including a lot of food, idli-dosa batter, sambar powder, rice flour etc etc. And all of this not because I wont prepare this for her son but because she truly cares for me. Lot of times, S would go back to Chennai after dropping me here and she worries that I wouldn’t eat properly.
Once Amma had run out of Sambar podi and she was not quite well to make it herself. MIL sent a big dabba of the powder to my Amma. Now who would do this?!
Whenever I feel low over some stuff that has been told to me, I think of these things that makes me recount my blessings.
If there is something that I can never bring myself to do, its the cleaning of bathrooms. I can clean the entire house, but not the bathrooms. All through our married life, its always has been S who takes up this task without cringing even once.
I can hardly look at light, when I am down with the bad spell of migraine that shows its ugly head once in a while. S takes up the task of pressing my head for how long God only knows. I dont even think of food at times like these and unless I eat, the migraine wont leave me. Its like the worst deadlock ever. First, it used to be amma who would cajole me into eating a few morsels and now it’s S. His patience for me amazes me (and all around us) at times. I can be at my crankiest best and he would still be kind-faced.
To reach my office, I would have to cross a double road. Now, this road has continuous traffic and at times I would have to wait almost ten minutes just to cross the road. And no, there is so proper signal or zebra-crossing. I am most frightened to stop the slow moving vehicles to run across the road (most of the people do this). So, I would wait until there is atleast a ten second delay before I can cross the road. Given my fear for crossing the road, S stays back everyday after dropping me to make sure I have reached the other side safely.
Yesterday, the wait to cross the road was exceptionally long. Suddenly, a bus driver stopped his bus and signaled me to get to the other side. I mouthed a thank you and ran across the road as I was stopping the moving traffic. After seeing some drivers that wont stop at signals or come in the wrong direction (that can directly hit you), I felt very thankful to this driver.