The Little Brown Box is the alter-ego of my book by the same name. This collection of 70 poems written over 20 years is organised in three sections: Roots, Journeys and Heartstrings. The Little Brown Box is witness to my life. Whatever I could not say to another person, I have said to my journals and these thoughts smile back at me today, cheering me on as I learn some more, grow some more and move on.
Friday, February 24, 2012
A day of surprises
It is a day for surprises. I like surprises, at least the ones I am prepared for. The trick is to learn how to enjoy those that spring out unannounced, the real surprises.
I had a doctor's appointment today and dropped off my son at a friend's place to catch the school bus. A few minutes later, I had to go back and pick him up as buses were cancelled, so I guess I had him all to myself all day. Now that's a good thing: as a full time working mother juggling two Master's courses and work related paperwork crying out for attention, deadlines have taken over my life. Things dont get easier, I just bet more competent at juggling multiple items. Some days I wonder lying in bed at 5 am why 10 pm is so far away, as that's the time I get back home from university. So I was quite looking forward to a day to myself with no one else at home, a rare luxury for my timebound self.
Well, anichcha. He is off to high school soon. What a blessing to have my able bodied child with me the whole day when last year was wrought with pain and indecision.
So appointment done, emails answered, we are at breakfast and I meet my MotorCycle brother for the first time.
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