I never used to believe in fate. Not that much at least but now, I’m a firm believer that everything happens for a reason. Like if you didn’t get the house that you were yearning for (happened to me and my good friend) and a much better one came along. Like the breakups or the job that you wanted and didn’t get. Life works in strange ways and for whatever it is, it’s always for a good reason or two.
I have this space to thank for my job, the fabulous friends that I’ve met along the way (and kept) and then, the biggest one till date, a little burst of sunshine that bounced into my life. Unexpectedly. It wasn’t like I was looking for her and she certainly wasn’t looking for me. But then I met her mommy and then we became friends and then I met her and I found out that she loves chocolates, is OCD like me and has little quirks that well.. reminds me much of .. me.
I think we had a little connection right from the start and I still remember that breakfast morning where after a good 45 minutes of being absolutely shy, she came up to me, slid her tiny hand into mine and gestured for me to take her to look for books at the cafe. So we did. And the two of us set down in the corner, flipping through books and that moment when she threw her head back, laughing at whatever silly thing I was saying, I knew she was special, is special, and was going to be a special part of my life.
You can’t quite choose the people that you fall in love with, not even the little people. It’s like this. I love kids but many annoy me. Seriously. I don’t have patience with most, I find many spoiled but with her, I have unlimited amount of patience. I can’t even explain it. We had multiple Saturday breakfast dates, then it was school sports day and playtime at her house. I found myself waking up early on Saturdays to spend time with her. Chasing Peppa pigs, making little sacrifices. That’s what it is all about right? But it’s all worth it. I can’t explain the happiness when she recognizes me and runs up to me and gives me shy hugs and kisses and wants me to play with her. When E asked if I would like to join them on their trip in Tokyo I was overjoyed. It took a super long time to make it work – work schedules, asking for favors but it was all worth it.
So Tokyo happened and it was one of the best trips of my life. Tokyo in some ways has both bittersweet memories for me and I think C made it all right. We laughed, chased puddles, went hipperty hop down streets, played peekaboo games and all sorts of silly games and I got to know her better, saw her meltdowns and saw so many good sides of her that made my heart melt. For once it didn’t matter that I didn’t get to check out that store or eat at this restaurant because I was having so much fun with her. Isn’t it true that it is the company that matters most when you travel? And perhaps, E summed it up most in this touching post of hers.
So before the food posts of Tokyo floods this space and all the other updates that I have, I wanted the first after a hiatus to be about C. Because, sometimes, life and blogging isn’t just about trying to get the most number of hits, sponsorships, taking that perfect square to post it on Instagram, to get freebies but neglecting the ones around you in the process and I’ve seen that happening all around me. Sadly but true. But it is about remembering what matters, sharing what matters and some time down the road, I’ll re-read this post with a smile and reminisce on this special memory.
All thanks to E, I have some beautiful photos of C and I Continue reading »