We all have big moments in our lives which make us happy....getting married, a new job, our own home and perhaps the happiest moment in any one's life....the birth of a child. And then there are those little little things which happen randomly and yet leave us very very happy.
Yesterday, I was in the kitchen cooking and my kids were watching television. I couldn't see them....I could only hear them. And suddenly, I heard them both laughing....something on the television had them in splits. And a few minutes later, I realized I was laughing too....without even knowing what was amusing them....just hearing their squeals of laughter had filled my heart with joy and left me very happy. The laughter of my children is my little thing.
When we were in California, my late father-in-law had visited us and spent 6 months with us in our home there.....we did not know then that it was to be his last visit. During that visit he planted a plum tree in our backyard along with my husband and son. It was just a tiny little stick when we planted it. By the time it had grown to a tree in a year or so, my father in law was no more. But every season it flowered and we plucked the fruits, it took us back to those happy moments that we had spent planting the tree....the happiness in that memory always brought a smile to our faces.....that happy memory is our little thing.
When I worked at San Francisco, I had to take the train to get to work. Sometimes there would be a musician at the station....with a guitar playing a different tune every time I heard him. As I stepped out of the station, that tune would be the only sound I would hear....and it always brought a smile to my face and a skip in my step as I walked out of the station sub consciously trying to hum the tune in my head. Any music that fills my heart with joy is my little thing.
My son was about 3 years old when one rainy day I realized I hadn't got wet in the rain in a long long time. I had been so caught up in life that it had never occurred to me to simply go stand in the rain. So that morning I put on a raincoat for my son and along with him stepped out into our backyard and just stood in the rain without a care in the world. As my son splashed up and down in the rain water, happiness written all over his face....that seemingly insignificant moment became my little thing.
Last month, I called one of my best friends. She is in India and we don't get to talk to each other frequently. But as is the case of good friends, we always pick up where we left off without missing a beat. As we talked, I said something that made her laugh and as she was laughing she said...Wow, haven't laughed like this in such a long time...the kind of laughter that comes from deep within...her words which make me happy every time I think of them is my little thing.
A rainbow in the sky....a squirrel on the kitchen deck which makes my children very excited....Tiramisu (yes, I love that dessert)....a new recipe which turns out to be so good that my husband says 'this one's a keeper'....getting a phone call and hearing my Dad/Mom/Sister's voice on the other end....a phone call or e-mail from a friend....getting an idea for my next blog post and countless little little things which are the little little things in my life.
Signing off grateful for the choti choti baatein - the little little things in my life which bring me a lot of joy and happiness and this quote by Robert Brault
'Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.'
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