Becky Blab

“How deeply you touch another life is how rich your life is.”–Sadhguru

I like this quote because it redefines wealth, which seems to be a primary concern of many. When I was growing up, I was spoiled by having the things I wanted, and I took them for granted. Yet, I also slowly realized that what I really wanted couldn’t be bought. I wanted to be happy. I didn’t want to do anything just for money; I wanted fulfillment. Money wasn’t a driving force in my life.

Is money the key to happiness?

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Am I meddling in mediocrity,

or striving for what I really

want to be?

Am I meandering,

or steadily treading the path?

Am I turning down the good life

for one which is great,

or am I simply settling for less?

America, a land of bounty

and wasted possibility.

India, a barren wasteland

but filled with beauty unseen.

The Delhi airport was as congested as ever. The guards barely allow you enough time to unload your luggage from the car, let alone find out which entrance is the one you should be taking. Yet the check-in has always been speedy; I rarely have to wait on line. To my dismay, my travel agent hadn’t booked my special meal. Thankfully my luggage weighed exactly the limit of 20kg, after I had unpacked some things in my mid-way resting stop at my sister-in-law’s in Delhi.

Thirty minutes before our bus was to leave from Jaipur, we realized that we should have notified the Foreign Registration Office of my departure, as per regulations. Salil rushed off to get the necessary stamps…

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How appropriate that my Jewish mother sent me this. I thought it was hilarious & timely, since I’m coming to terms with certain issues related to the theme of kvetching.

I checked out her son’s article in HuffPost, Frame It With Gratitude:

“One way to describe your experience would be to say, ‘This is so annoying I could scream!’ Or you could say, ‘This is so annoying … and my life is really very blessed.’ ” She agreed that could make a big difference.

“But I don’t think I can remember to do that,” she sighed.

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Dolls all dressed up

This is Gulli & her new/old gift. It was given a while ago, but kept aside until she could play with it more delicately. She received a similar one that night, which was kept in its box and this one was dusted off for her to play with!

Rustic decor: In the background are sacks of wheat grain, to be ground into flour by the portable mill that visits the neighborhood, pulled by a tractor. My mother-in-law had ordered it for a group of people from a relative who’s a wholesaler, and the others pulled out of the deal. Anyone want some wheat?