Bling

A green pavadai of some synthetic material that billed out and stood stiffly and was covered with gold glittering embroidery. White slippers with plaited straps and heels that looked lovely in the shop window and probably horrible on my dirty brown feet.
Still I was in love with them. They must have been bought for me by some indulgent aunt; my practical mother would never have let me buy something so unsuitable.

When I try and look back on distinct joyful memories of childhood, then these come up first. Later memories are more to do with events and people.
Childhood is all around Bling when we don’t know what is supposed to be ‘good taste’. Parents are horrified over their children’s’ choices but grandparents go with it. And enjoy it all – mittai pink frocks and golden shoes.

I took this motley crowd out to our Botancial Gardens last week. They’ve never been before so it was a joyous occasion. Their first car ride too. I’ve never examined each tree and plant of the Gardens so thoroughly before this . We kept it short and simple so it was good for all of us.

The Time has to Come

Last week was my 'miracle week'. So many good things happened, some problems hanging over me for months got resolved out of the blue.

The big one was an electricity problem- after months of lights blowing, appliances hardly working - the EB people finally admitted that it might be their problem and fixed it. It took six months of knocking at their doors every week. Now, its such a relief that I can touch water taps without a shock ; lights glow bright , the microwave works, heaters heat and the computer after crashing has been restored.
The fault was with someone in the neighbourhood who had been tapping current and miswired his motor. ( this in case something like this happens to you)

Dachu's PAN card was traced after 3 months to a courier in Coonoor who was happily sitting on it without taking the trouble to inform us.
Other minor things kept happening everyday. Some of my teeth got fixed:-)

But what did occur to me was that if I had gone to visit a temple/saint or done some special prayers just before, I would have believed strongly in whichever that was. That might have given me more faith and strength. But it didn't happen.
I just have to believe that things happen only at their own pace.

Of course, when I thought that the good time was here; I tried pushing the library. I do owe an explanation to all the people who have been supportive of this venture with cash and books and encouragement.

We have been trying to find a suitable place - criteria being central location, low rent and nominal advance. When I put up the appeal, there was such a place but the owner backed out - not so clearly saying no but promising it 'in 10 days', every 2 weeks. Alternatives are too costly to afford on a long term basis. But leads and hope are there and one should materialise soon.

In between, Ive tried other things. Like reading Secrets and sending out energetic messages desperately. Visualising the library.Only it got bigger and brighter each time.Prayers.

I guess, everything happens in its own time. And this library will, Im sure sometimesoon. Even today I got promised a space. All the good wishes and good will of people have to make it happen.