It was my mothers B'day today (April 17). We had a normal day with no big celebration. Mom, Dad n I sat together and enjoyed. Now, it is almost midnight n I am in alfa state of mind. I hate this situation sometimes as it reminds me of all the things [good or bad] that I did in past. My mind keeps on wandering and digging my past. It always brings so many questions in my mind... "This wouldn't have happened... I shouldn't have done that... Why did I do something the way I did?... Why did he/she did that to me?... What if this? Why that? etc etc.. and etc..."

Damn! I don't know why do I think so much sometimes. But thats me... I try a lot to flush out the irrelevant memories, but than I think... "Is it really irrelevant? If yes, then why did that happened?". I think of the bad part of my past more often, despite I know that this is what keeps me from moving ahead in life. But still, I do!

But then I thank life for teaching me somethings which I would have never learnt if few incidents have had not happened in my life... Or better to say if I wouldn't have done some mistakes. After all, people learn from their mistakes. Life has taught me to not do any such thing which will result in regret later. We generally will never realize at the time of doing something that what we are doing is wrong. So we should THINK multiple times before doing anything. From somewhere inside our heart, a voice will tell us that we are doing something wrong but we will let our evil curiosity dominate that voice and we will do what should have never been done!

Incomplete...

Goodnight.

S

Recently I overheard a Father and daughter in their last moments together at the airport.  They had announced the departure.

Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the Father said, 'I love you, and I wish you enough.'

The daughter replied, 'Dad, our life together has been more than  enough.  Your love is all I ever needed.  I wish you enough, too, Dad.'

They kissed and the daughter left.  The Father walked over to the window where I was seated.  Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry.  I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?'

'Yes, I have,' I replied.  'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?'..

'I am old, and she lives so far away.  I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral,' he said.

'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough.'  May I ask what that means?'

He began to smile.  'That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations.  My parents used to say it to everyone...'  He paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and he smiled even more. 'When we said, 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them.'  Then turning toward me, he shared the following as if he were reciting it from memory. 

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.

I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more. 
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.

I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.

I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.

I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.

I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.

He then began to cry and walked away.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them.
* Only if you wish, send this to the people you will never forget .  TAKE TIME TO LIVE.... 

To all my friends and loved ones, I WISH YOU ENOUGH.