After James Earl Jones & Morgan Freeman, Blake Ritson is now my new Voice of God.

If the whimsical video above, does not convince you, go watch Da Vinci’s Demons!

Memento Mori
and gratitude!
That is all…

“I love you, I do –
you have my word.

You have all my words.”

— Lang Leav, Lullabies

As a kid, I lived in what my relatives called the back of the beyond.
Oh, it may be all the rage now, but Thane was a small sleepy town in the 80s.

Not that it mattered to me.
Home was full of wide open spaces, where we ran and climbed trees and skinned our shins and ran some more.
Home was full of lakes and trees.
And home was full of bougainvilleas.

I was crazy about them.
On the way to school, mummy picked them for me.
On the way to the church, mummy picked them for me
I close my eyes and I can still picture her, all of her slight 5 feet frame; stretching, slightly leaping, to get her son, his bougainvillea.

As I grew up, and we faced tough days, I could never afford to buy mummy anything.
So every Mother’s day, I’d gift her a big bunch of bougainvilleas.

And her face would light up!
Some of it would go into her hair, some on the altar at home.
And she’d look so proud.
And I’d secretly, sadly wish I could buy her something more substantial, more significant than my pretty, soon to be wilting bougainvillea

Years have passed by.
We’ve had so many ups and downs.
Mummy’s been our lighthouse, one that we all hew to.
And I’m all ‘grown up’ now.
I can afford to buy her pretty things.
I gifted her a watch yesterday

And I saw the same joy on her face, the same silly goofy grin, the same hearty laugh.
And the same face, full of love.
And that’s when I realised…

Mummy never cared about what I gave her.
A bunch of bougainvilleas was as precious as a gold plated watch.
As long as I loved her, she’d be happy.

Happy Mother’s day, Mummy!

Lots of love from your two beautiful daughters and three dumb sons :)
And Daddy too!

You might have been the high priest of all technological progress in the decades I grew up,

But to me, you will always be a teacher!

You were the guy who taught me all about managing people and organisations.
And you were the guy, who taught me all about grit and persistence.

If you haven’t been to Tim’s blog and read his awesomely long monologues, watch the video first

Then go read this article, which explains the video in text followed by
this one (optional) for even more detail, followed by
this one which shows you how to actually beat procrastination

And this one, tells me in a funny, yet poignant way why all this matters!

Procrastination is something I struggle with on a daily basis; and have for a long time
I’ve been working at it.
This pic gives me hope
And like Dory, I’ll just keep swimming