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Archive for November 22nd, 2012

I have a strange kind of personality trait.
I have always been considered very dynamic and responsible from childhood by my teachers, parents of friends, and even servants. They had blind trust in me. I also never broke their trust or let them down.
I did the best I could to accomplish the assigned task.
But—– I know that I am damn careless when myself is to consider. I do anything for myself.
So much so drink water if anyone is not there to serve me.
My mother, when annoyed, used to say,
“ You are just an ordinary girl, but your behavior is of a princess.”
I was, thought to be very organized. I have proved it for others)——-but ——let me share it with you on the sly!
I am too unmethodical and slapdash. I hate to iron my clothes, comb my hair, wear matching outfits or wear two slippers of the same make when home. My friends know that I feel relaxed and happy when I wear anything I get—it may be faded, torn, or outdated ———-what pleases me is that it is soft and comfortable.
I am known to be very refined and well-mannered officially — I am not.
I can not resist eating whatever is served at parties.
I do not wait for anyone, young or senior.
I told my Chinese boss too, when I stayed with them for a training session, that he may get angry with me for anything I did wrong,
I but I wait for him to start eating first.
Whenever I am hungry, I follow no rules.
He always was very kind and caring.
Seeing the body, I felt empty and wrecked.
When upset, I eat a lot more. I ate dinner twice.
It was hard to believe that my husband had passed away.
I rise early and sleep early. I never studied late for exams from preschool to the university level. I ate more relaxed, watched movies, painted, sang, and played my guitar when depressed.
I was very composed and serene at home, but, as a student, I was very naughty and playful. It was when I was in grade 8th in Presentation Convent. Mother Regis was our class teacher. Being short in height, I sat in the front seat. When I cracked jokes, the whole class roared with laughter.
I could see Mother Regis coming in the glass panes.
So once the door opened, I pretended to be reading. None of my classmates knew this. My mother used to punish the class for being nasty while calling me, My angel!
My classmates only abused me in their hearts.
When I won trophies and prizes in debates or literary contests, earning laurels from my teachers and friends, my father smiled at me and said:
“My, dear girl! You have created an impression of yourself on others, though you know nothing!
Parents know their children inside out. I never harmed anyone!
So, friends, I am like this even today when I am 74 years old now and a grandmother of 6 adorable children.
Life is beautiful.
FORGET AND FORGIVE AND MOVE FORWARD TO SPREAD JUBILATION AND HARMONY


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