I don’t know about all of you, but when the members of my family try to get ready to step out of the house together, usually one of these things is likely to happen.
- Three members are out the door, while one is still not quite ready.
- And on the rare occasion that we are all miraculously out at the same time, one of us has to rush back inside to pick up a life-saving item like a book or a bit of paper or a cookie.
- One of the children always decides to wear his or her footwear only after we are inside the lift, doing a one-legged hip-hop dance (hopefully there is nobody else other than our family in the lift).
- A sibling war breaks out just before we leave the house, so the siblings are glowering at each other in the lift.
There are many more such things, but let’s stick to these four items to keep it simple.
So, four individuals, sometimes irritable, sometimes glowering, sometimes indifferent – manage to reach the car park. Based on the mood before we leave home, there is a mad scramble for the seats at the rear, with each of my children marking his or her own territory; getting quite predator-like in their behaviour.
My husband and I get in, busy with our own thoughts. As the car leaves the condo, the gentle swish of the air-conditioner sweeps the car, and teases our faces. We watch the world outside flit past, trees, joggers, cyclists, mothers with prams, and many more.
My son takes the phone, and plays some lovely music. There’s Billy Joel, Cold Play, One Direction, A.R.Rahman and many more. The melodious music wraps all of us together. We smile, and enjoy the drive, our petty irritations and squabbles completely forgotten.
Simple Moments of Life 