In Appreciation…….. of the simple pleasures of life…

Zeena Singh For Eastern Mirror Sunday

Hello folks,

I believe that life has so much to give if only we cared to give a little thought to the most minuscule of joys (which we’d find so much of) only if we’d stop looking at the looming discomforts and discontents.
So here I am, to share with you the simplest joys in my life as I have experienced some time in my life and those that I take as I face each day, at a time.

A One on One tete a tete

Who do you call a good conversationalist? My simple definition would be -One who is able to start a conversation, who listens attentively and who is also able to contribute to it to keep it going.
As I ask myself that question, I realise that not up until say ten or twelve years ago could I have found myself to be a fairly ‘good enough’ conversationalist in the true sense of the term. I know I have most of the time asked questions, but more often than not paid very little heed to the answers and thereby lost the thread of the conversation, to be able to pick up the cue or lead which could have helped in continuing it. Of course time and experience helped me master it well enough to place myself well within decorum in the world of etiquette and manners.That confessed, it brings me to the next declaration that though I may have begun my intimate heart to heart some thirty odd years back, I actually got to hearing responses only about nine years, or so, ago. Till then it had always remained to be a one-sided banter. I questioned and probed but didn’t get the answers only because I didn’t care to listen, or perhaps didn’t know how to.
Today’s shared pleasure, friends, is not a simple one but in no doubt a definite pleasure.
To go back to not being the listener I should have been in these special chat sessions, I learned the hard way round. The questions I threw around were quickly crowded with many more to follow suit and soon I was left hounded with too many to handle. Now I could do nothing but hunt and pursue the answers with a thirsting passion.
I searched desperately, longingly.
This time round my ears were straining to find them, this time they were tuned in to listening, as opposed to just hearing.
Suddenly like a bolt out of the blue they hit me. I’d gotten my answers not once but twice and three times over, reiterated and sealed with a doubled up conviction.
Dear readers, I haven’t since given up. My one -on- one’s still exist with even more verve and vigour. I speak, and He listens and of this I’m confident, because when He speaks I can hear Him.
In my confusion I ask for direction and He shows me the way through various means. My doubts are removed with persuasion that I find in more ways than one.
No greater pleasure do I find than this that I share with you today. The pleasure of being able to hear and listen as I keep up my conversation with my God and Father above, and have Him unmistakably respond with such evident and obvious lucidity.
I leave you with a question, Are you a good conversationalist as you could be?

“ How long has it been since you talked with the Lord
And told him your heart’s hidden secrets?……..
…..How long has it been since you knelt by your bed
And prayed to the Lord up in heaven?
How long since you knew that he’d answer you…….”

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