A couple of Saturdays back Amma and I sat in our bright living room early in the morn sipping tea and talking of my dad. As we immersed ourselves in the memories and sighed with a lifetime of unfulfilled wishes in our mind we were broken out of our reverie by Saathi who came bounding down. Unusually cheery he came to sit with us with his usual glass of milk.

As we continued switching over to more general topics we landed on our favorite Saturday morning discussion. Lunch. As I mentally ran over the stuff I had in the fridge there was nothing appealing. Out of the blue it hit me that there was a new Saravana Bhavan that had opened in New Jersey about two hours drive away. My face glowed with enthusiasm and I pitched my idea knowing how far fetched it would be to drag Amma on a 200 mile plus ride just to have lunch. Saathi looked unsure. He looked at me and at my mom and then the indecisive face changed. He looked resolute as he said there was no point in driving all the way out to NJ just to eat. It was 9:30 AM. We could have done it. But we did not.

That one moment changed a lot of things. As I went about the rest of the day my mind kept going back to what could have been. The world of possibilities. Yes. We would have burnt fuel. We would have probably not stopped with just eating and ended up shopping for a whole lot of stuff we did not need in the first place. But we also lost the joy of giving in to the moment. Of taking the road not traveled. Of living in the moment.

We will probably make the trip to Saravana Bhavan another weekend when we have it all planned out. Nothing will be different except for the tiny voice in me that repeats “Dance in the rain, smell the wayside flowers, stop to watch the sunrise/sunset, revel in the magic of the moment.”

Mom to three. Open adoption advocate. Writer.

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