Moments which matter...

Well, I am generally not a very morbid person but I am still thinking what would you think about on the last day of your life. Will you recall the key milestones like your wedding ceremony, birth of your child or graduation day or will you recall the moments and people that really, really touched you deeply.

When I close my eyes I think about the moments and people who have really touched me and inspired me. I think about my English teacher at St Joseph's in Kanpur; I think about cycling without a care in the world; I think about the memorable late night walk with my husband from Interlaken railway station to our hotel in Switzerland; I think about the peaceful feeling I used to experience every time Khushi smiled; I recall the pure joy when snow flakes started falling without a warning (again in Switzerland); I recall the euphoric feeling I experienced when I swam for the first time in Pune; the feeling of being totally lost in the sea of humanity at Times Square, New York earlier this year; I recall psycho sessions with two dear friends who talked me out of of the depressive scenario...

I want more and more such feelings and such moments, which cannot be described in words, which linger on and stay with you for a long, long time...