Where are you going?

[justify]So this morning after having run a race named Quo vadis, I come home and look up the meaning. The meaning "Where are you going" brings an immediate laughter and my Dh gets it! He even talks of a show brand in India growing up. Ingenious I think! The race was a small one - distance wise and number of participants wise. All we had to do was a 10k, basically going around the same 3 mile loop twice. We start as a lovely group from our running group and do the first 3 miles together. But races can bring in that sense of competition, not against anyone but your own self and come the second loop every one peels off to do their own thing. I am fine, I tell myself. After all there are volunteers and then there is the fact that I have done the loop earlier. So I keep running quite excited in fact for I am running a whole minute faster than my normal pace. Pretty soon though, I realize I am in a different part of the town, one I should not have wandered into! Fortunately I see a runner with a bib and stop him to ask which way is my destination and I am not at all surprised when he says I am running exactly away from my destination!

Well if it surprises you as to why I am not at all surprised, I do have a history of getting lost and am notorious at giving directions that I have learnt to not help at all when it comes to directions. Forget that, I don't even take a different elevator in buildings with different wings, don't tell anyone who asks me where a particular shop is in a mall, do not enter a mall from a different entrance if time is a criterion and dislike when grocery stores decide to change up and keep their stuff in a different place than I am used to! As for driving myself around, oh how I love that GPS! Anyways, coming back to my race, my DH is only happy to see me at the finish line and receives me with a "That must be a record!" Just when I think he is talking of my pace, he adds "Only you could get lost". It is only then I realize that I had caused quite a bit of commotion and my DH had gone in search of me not seeing me come back with my group, the one I had started with. No wonder the whole group was "There she is" when they spotted me.

Quo vadis indeed! I wish I knew where I was going, not just in that in that race but in general! But then I think of a quote in FB that a friend had posted "You can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something – your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.” Steve Jobs

Just as I realize I have understood something, I am privy to the conversation between my kids in the car. My DS of course is a Mr.Know it all as a new teen and never fails to tell his little sis as to how she should know things. DD of course has an attitude that is her very own and chooses to challenge her brother this time with a "Oh so you know everything about everything? well, I know how many kids I want to have when I grow up. Do you know how many you want?" DS completely flustered and confused can only respond with a "waaa?" again and again at the incredulous nature of her reasoning and questioning. As a mom, all I could do was burst out laughing, enjoying the conversation. Oh the look on my DS's face! As I listen to my kids, I am reminded of a dialogue from a movie where essentially the old man in the movie tells the young teenager that "His (the teens) job is not to wish but to dream" By wishing he means I wish I had done that or this! How true that is. Dreams always come first, we must work towards them and then we will all come to a point of being able to connect the dots and hopefully answer that Quo vadis as we look back, even if we have been lost a couple of times or more in the process! [/justify]

 

Rihana,

I delighted to have a friend, then Talking of GPS I had written a snippet long ago http://www.indusladies.com/forums/snippets-of-life-non-fiction/135351-gps-oh-places-i-can.html and I think the only time I was called humorous!

Now I have no patience to go to shops and malls that aim only to confuse me and make me wander more in the hopes of shopping perhaps. On the other hand, I do love getting lost in our travels. Always fun.

 

Thank you Syamala for your feedback. You bring a smile. Getting lost to your cousins place? This seems more common than I thought! India does change so fast and I am amazed how many change shave happened every time I am there.

 

Dear Satchi,

Now you see why I don't walk and run that too with a group of people! I have navigated our plane the wrong way many a time. Thank goodness for DH is like you - can tell without looking that I am guiding the wrong way. Come to think of it, he is so used to me now that he goes exactly the opposite way I ask him to I guess! That GPS on the plane keeps me sane and when he gets off the line, I start my "are you sure..." till he asks me to just sush!

 

Dear V sir,

Thank you as always for your response. I like what you said about not having any other magnetic emotions that would destroy the functioning of the intellect. I get it and I often wonder about where we are headed but then bring myself back firmly to the ground and enjoy what is. It is not easy and I don't have to tell you that.

My running and gadgets a whole different story. DH does get me the necessary things but it is me always - priorities you see :biggrin2: