Had a bad night. Unwanted, unwarranted, misleading and misunderstood argument with a friend, hurtful words, unintended meanings stifling the air around me! Nearly sleepless night…. grubby morning, cloudy weather, Monday!
Made a fake cheery presence to my mom, and headed towards the auto stand… 3 buses full of kids, probably on their way to a picnic pull over near the traffic signal, and out of nowhere, the whole bunch of kids lined up near the windows called out and a medley of “TaTa!!” “Good Morning”, “Anna!! Hiiiiiii” rang out! And suddenly it all seemed okie. 🙂
Why is it so tough for us to be child like? Simple… uncomplicated… and contended?