As usual my day started at 4.30 in d mornin not because I believe in the old adage 'early 2 bed and early 2 rise makes a man healthy wealthy and wise' but because of the fact that i can't manage studying on my own. Hence I end up attending classes.
Inspite of Chennai boasting to be a metro I find my village to be better when it comes to street lights. The lights are on in the night and switched off only when there is proper visibility. That is followed in my village and I think that is how it should be. Sadly that is not seen here in Chennai. The lights are on when not required and off otherwise. Can you believe it if I say that the sun has a rival at 9.30 in the morning. But the moon has to manage on its own at 5.30 in the morning when the sun is finding it hard to come out so early. I have to strain my eyes in the dark early morning hoping that I get classmates with me for company. The deserted streets of Chennai can be very unsafe and even scary at times.
After braving all odds you sit in the class hoping to bring a smile on your parents face once the results are out. But alas! It gets difficult when you try keeping your eyes open, finally realizing the art of sleeping with eyes open. Even worse is the realization that your day is going to be bad as your boss is going to be back after a trip, learning in the process the tactics to delay payment of his employees.

CROSSroads

Life can b so unpredictable. One moment you will in high spirits and the very next moment you will be thinking 'o o not again. Why is it going wrong again' . But I guess that is life all about. When your pillow gets drenched with tears, turn around and you will see that you are giving a hype to something that deserves so very little attention. Sounds all rosy rosy when the orator is one who is not going through a bad patch at the moment. But think about it if the person delivering such speeches is herself going through all this. No prizes for guessing who is going through all this.
I was thinking as to why things are not working out the way I wanted. Why am I at the receiving end all the time. And that is when God tells me that there are people who have gone through situations worse than this and He still gave them the strength to come out victoriously.
Not again... One more uninspiring talk...is what you will be thinking. Your choice.
My maid who is just 25years is already a widow with no kids. Her husband was too good it seems. Her childhood was tough. When she was supposed to be in school she was busy carrying sacks on her head to make ends meet. She did not complain. She does not whine either. I just felt so guilty that I claim to be a child of God but do not have the faith to trust Him. My God shall supply all my needs is what I should have thought. Instead......(well nothing new about it).
I know my Jesus will never let me down and He never has :-)