Yours Gratefully

Sometimes, at a completely odd moment, I get swept away by an overwhelming sense of gratitude. It could be while I am just walking down the road, or working, or talking to someone. I suddenly become aware of just how perilous life can be, and how miraculous it is that I was not born into abject poverty, did not grow up in a war-torn state, or have a life under constant threat by some menacing disease. My heart just pauses for a minute, laden with gratitude for whatever it is that has given me this life.

I am not religious or ritualistic in the least bit. I do not believe in the traditional views about God. At the same time, there is so much we don’t know, and so much that we don’t even know that we don’t know, so there’s a lot of room for contemplation. I don’t think too much about these things, but when I feel this sense of gratitude overflowing from within me, I feel moved by things that are inexplicable. Sometimes, just standing in my balcony in the sunshine moves me to tears.

It is hard to explain why I feel so grateful or to whom or what I extend this gratitude to. If I want to be rather dramatic about it, I can describe it as some sort of longing, some sort of reaching out to become one with the universe. I feel connected to everything in a strange way when I feel grateful.

It is interesting that gratitude, according to Wikipedia, is associated with well-being. It is true that I feel particularly grateful when things are going well. However, of late, gratitude catches me unawares more frequently, and suddenly, without warning, I am all moist eyes and shaky knees.

I’m not complaining though; it is a good feeling, and hey, if gratitude is what gets poured into the glass to make it half full, what the heck, I’ll have a glass.

2 thoughts on “Yours Gratefully

  1. On gratitude…I remember S visiting my home in Mysore during our NIE days. While I would wait for the conversation to begin, S would be grateful to get access to the pile of magazines at home (I was staying with my uncle and aunt, and he in the hostel). After that he would be engrossed in it for hours together. In between, I used to get some thankful grunts from him for tea/coffee/juice offered. 😀

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