I saw this little fist

when I looked out of the car window during a drive-around in Bangalore.

A scooter ride is one of the thrills of childhood. I have seen many kids standing right behind the scooter handle, Titanic like, wind in the hair, dust in the eyes, and the first to see everything as the scooter races through streets. But this kid is sitting squashed between his loving parents. Protected. Secure. Safe.

I wonder what he is thinking.
Is he envying the Titanic kid?
Is he dreaming of more adventure?
Would he like more freedom?
Or does he accept his lot without questioning?

I like this line from FRIENDS where Chandler tells his wife that they should adopt a poor, orphaned, discarded child, and bring him up, so that they can mess him up in their own unique way! Can you tell me which episode this is?

We all do that. As parents we do what we think is best. Or convenient. Or only way at that point of time
And then

Years later
The wise books tell us
No
That’s all wrong.
You got to do it this way!!
Huh?
Ya?
But
Really
Every way works
For what affects is not the action but the emotion. We recall the warmth, or the hurt, the encouragement or the censure. It is the emotion that matters. Whether at work, at school, with friends or at home what really touches is the emotion.

• More people quit jobs because of a bad boss rather than work overload.
• Teachers are remembered more for the emotion they roused rather than knowledge imparted.
• Friends are treasured for the abandon they allow you to experience
• Home is where you feel important.

These emotions matter
These make our lives.

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I am inspired by the footsteps story, but it really has nothing to do with this blog!
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