Little Things

Life actually involves a series of little events that make it interesting.
The past few days with Izhaan sometimes make me realize how beautiful
it is to have a child.
Watching your child's intelligence and growth develop is miraculous.

Like the day when we wee walking to the bus stop for going to the library, the bus passed from the other side and Izhaan started tugging my hand; he wanted me to rush and catch the bus. What was amazing that we hardly travel by bus, but he remembered from
the last time and not only that on seeing it he recognized it.
Such a sweet event!

In the Library, he just wanted to work on the desktops there.He didn't pick up a single children book but picked up a lot of novels and brought them to me. All through the trip, I avoided the stroller and he too liked walking.

Though he never ceases to amaze me with his antic, there was a special surprise for me today. Usually when I close the bathroom door to finally bathe him, I have to tell him to pick up his toys from the tub and put them on the tub side. But today when I came inside the bathroom and closed the door, he himself started picking up the toys and putting them in their place.

When he first placed the duck on the tub side and then a soap dish on top, the soap dish fell down. Hence he picked up both the soap dish in one hand and took duck in the other; then he first put the soap dish on the side of the tub,and on top of it he put the duck. Realizing he had put them in a way that nothing fell, he even clapped for himself. I found it so sweet.

God....thank you so much!

Sane or Insane

These are good times in my life.
Having a ball with my husband and son.
But coincidently, two of my friends are having very bad time in their life.
One of them related an incident wich happened to her and that
actually led me to rewind my memory and think about something
which happened 3-4 years ago.

I had joined Infosys as a fresher and I got allocated to a new city.
I made many friends there.
One girl who became a very close friend of mine, confided in me one day.
She told me she was a divorcee and now that I was such a dear friend to
her she wanted to share her story with me.

She then proceeded to tell me how she was tricked into marrying
an insane person. A sadist who threatened her, tortured her
and most importantly, had once left her at midnight alone
on the street, far away from home.

Though she told me lots of other things, the one about leaving her
at the streets at midnight haunted me for a very long time.
It was such a scary thought.

Flash forward to the present.
A very good friend got married few years ago.
The guy is handsome, decent and from a well to do family
and working in a very nice company.

Every marriage has its share of fights and they had theirs too.
But in a recent one, he just dragged her to the car, drove
almost out of town and in a forest area. Then he took all
her credit cards, money, mobile, forcefully away and
left her alone in the middle of the woods.


The good thing was that instead of meeting a serial killer or
rapist, my friend was able to make a call to a relative
from a good samaratin's house.

The bad thing is she will still spend the rest of her
life with a person who actually acted horribly insane.

In the first case I was sure about the guy's sanity
as it was later medically proven as well.
But what should be the excuse for the man in the second case?
What should he be considered?
Sane ... or Insane?

The thought just comes to mind...
Was the insane pretending to be sane, or is the sane actually insane?