In restropect, maybe

Today has been a good day. I would have preferred to spend it in our village but because Dad has a few tours lined up for the week we are not driving South. We had my sister come over with her kids. While my niece has become one hard to control missy, my nephew was sleeping the entire time. He's been growing at amazing speed. Having your own family must be such a wonderful feeling. Sometimes I feel scared that I may be taking life too seriously and maybe one day when I look back, I'll repent having been this worried all the time. I look at my sister who has always had an easy going (maybe not so much now) nature. She has a loving husband and two beautiful kids. As far as I'm concerned, her life is complete. Whereas here I stand, making plans after plans, trying to be an achiever. Gone are the days when I used to rely on spirituality for answers or peace or both. I seem to be on a treadmill, constantly running from pillar to post. The internet used to be my lifeline for the longest time but now I need to put in extra effort to go online. Unless I have an important e-task, I refrain from opening the netbook. This is why I fear that one day in the near future I may laugh at the present Cyden for having taken it all too seriously.

Aiela and bhai :))

Being able to watch this tiny being's journey from 3.5 kilos to a hefty 7 kilos in a span of less than three months has got this aunt thinking. Should I put down my guard and, as my niece tells me, play it cool? There seem to be quite a few lessons waiting to be learned.