This week has been pretty eventful but mostly for wrong reasons. Over the weekend we realized all of a sudden that my son had trouble seeing the blackboard and that he indeed had trouble reading from far. Took him to the doctor and he's got myopia and a pair of glasses now. Initial shock has sort of worn off now and my son looks happy in his glasses. Actually I think we discovered his problem at least now only thanks to the fact that he is a backbencher.
Then my daughter fell sick over the weekend with stomach upset and a fever and the fever subsided only yesterday. As in the past, she is very irritable and hardly moves an inch without me. Only the inducement of playing outside, which she didn't want to leave even in the middle of her fever, has taken her out with her father now.
Beauty really lies in the eyes and more so, in the mind of the beholder. It is amazing how even an ordinary face transforms into a beautiful one when viewed through the lens of familiarity, friendship and love. The same is conversely true too; you may find fault with even the most perfect face if you don't like its owner, though my firsthand experience is only with the first type and not the converse.
There was this ethnic wear day yesterday and naturally all the youngsters were enthusiastic participants and also they were expecting me to be a veteran in a saree just because I'm the married one. Of course I told them I'm not greatly in favour of it because I cannot walk fast as I normally do but now I've decided I'm going to wear saree at home at least once in a while.
Then my daughter fell sick over the weekend with stomach upset and a fever and the fever subsided only yesterday. As in the past, she is very irritable and hardly moves an inch without me. Only the inducement of playing outside, which she didn't want to leave even in the middle of her fever, has taken her out with her father now.
Beauty really lies in the eyes and more so, in the mind of the beholder. It is amazing how even an ordinary face transforms into a beautiful one when viewed through the lens of familiarity, friendship and love. The same is conversely true too; you may find fault with even the most perfect face if you don't like its owner, though my firsthand experience is only with the first type and not the converse.
There was this ethnic wear day yesterday and naturally all the youngsters were enthusiastic participants and also they were expecting me to be a veteran in a saree just because I'm the married one. Of course I told them I'm not greatly in favour of it because I cannot walk fast as I normally do but now I've decided I'm going to wear saree at home at least once in a while.
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