Every cloud has silver lining........

I honestly believe this and remember every time when i'm stuck in a dilemma or when feel that i'm stuck in some thing neck deep..... and tell my self that" Gomti, This is not your day..don't see the darker side of the clouds but see the silver lining ....

Every bad situation has some good aspect to it. This proverb is usually said as an encouragement to a person who is overcome by some difficulty and is unable to see any positive way forward.

As a fan ogf John Milton... i also remember the verses

"I see ye visibly, and now believe

That he, the Supreme Good, to whom all things ill
Are but as slavish officers of vengeance,
Would send a glistering guardian, if need were
To keep my life and honour unassailed.
Was I deceived, or did a sable cloud
Turn forth her silver lining on the night?
I did not err; there does a sable cloud
Turn forth her silver lining on the night,
And casts a gleam over this tufted grove"

"There's a silver lining to every cloud that sails about the heavens if we could only see it.... this is some thing that keeps me going no matter how difficult the situations are...

Gomti

Tribute to Raji

s exactly 6 months since her demise and still we are not coming to terms about it. She's warm, affectionate , loving and once had been my source of inspiration. She is the person who has generously shared the first few years of her child's life with me . I consider it as my privilege to see many of her son's firsts.... his first word... first step..... and the list goes on. I was thinking and remembering those days where we went to movies together.... used to have pani poori at regular intervals... and visit the book stalls for exchanging old M& B's. She had introduced me to aroma therapy and still i use the same oils..

There were days when i was jealous of her... i used to envy when my family used to take her opinion while planning big parties... but after witnessing her organizing skills , i thought being J is stupid.

Raji constructed new house and moved away from this locality and the distance became a barrier. Her dad Krishna , my F-I-L's younger brother became sick at the same time and i don't have words to describe the things she has done for her dad. Though she knew that her dad's days were numbered , she never let others see her grief and was a pillar of strength to whole family. While Every one was leaning on her she suffered silently .Only her husband , Uday could understand what she was going through.
I think Krishna mamayyagaru was missing his daughter terribly and asked raji to come to him.
I think she knows her son is in capable hands of her husband. .. so she went to take care of her dad.
I know you are watching all of us raji..... i never had an opportunity to say this to you but i love you Raji....... Do bless us all so that we keep the good will going.

Remembering Raji

Well.... What o i say..

it's exactly one month since her demise and still we are not coming to terms about it. She's warm, affectionate , loving and once had been my source of inspiration. She is the person who has generously shared the first few years of her child's life .It's my privilege to see many of her son's firsts.... his first word... first step..... and the list goes on. I was thinking and remembering those days we went to movies together.... used to have pani pooori at regular intervals... and visit the book stalls for exchanging novels. She has introduced aroma therapy and still i use the same oils..

There were days when i was jealous of her... i used to envy when my family used to take her opinion when planning a huge menu... but after witnessing her organizing skills , i thought being J is stupid.
Raji constructed new house and moved away from this locality and the distance became a barrier. Krishna mamayyagaru became sick at the same time and the way she took care of him was amazing 
I think Krishna mamayyagaru was missing his daughter terribly and asked raji to come to him...so she thought...and then 
Then she left  her son is in capable hands of her husband ... and without a second word or a good bye left to be there with her dad...

This happened 15 years ago ..but I still can't come to terms with it..

When I read a good book I think of of Raji

When I shop on the lanes of koti for books i think of her 

When I walk down to the golgappa stall she's there with me...

When I see that beautiful paneer gulabi I think of her....

And I miss her ..i miss those animated conversations we used to have.  

I still believe and know...

I know you are watching all of us raji..... i never had an opportunity to say this to you but i love you Raji....... and I miss you...