Happy Children’s Day

Today being Children’s day got me thinking, and as nostalgia hit in came the thoughts of my carefree youth, the best of days as being the youngest of three – I was the most pampered one and got away with all my mischief.
Looking at my son today, I can now see how things were not so easy for my parents having all us three running around causing havoc and for having put up with us I want to say a big Thank You to them.

To my son I would like to thank him to teaching me the following:
If you don’t know what it is and how it works, go ahead and try it
Before you do anything strange, make sure you are being watched.
A hug and a kiss will always do the trick, if not try the puppy face move – that always works
It’s okay to fall down, the point is to get up and start running again.
All important things in life like homework can be delayed by napping or bathroom breaks.
Half your habits are the fault of your parents – Yes I too bite my nails and eat way too much chocolate
You can cry even when you are happy
You don’t need to comb your hair daily, your looks are enough
Older people are always right, well at least tell them that so they stop talking! and last but not the least,
Playing outdoor games indoors is always more fun – Yes son that vase was really not that expensive.

No matter what moment in time – Children will be Children and I would like to wish everyone including my one and only son, a very Happy Children’s Day.

How WIDE is your love?

So here’s the story: it’s 1728 and you live in Amberg, a little Bavarian town somewhere north of Munich. You and your lady friend really, really want to get married, but there is a little snag; the council laws permit only homeowners to marry, and you’re still stuck renting a place. But all is not lost! You pick up a little strip of empty land between two other buildings – just 2.5 meters wide. You run up a quick wall on the front, another on the back, slap a roof on top, and presto – you’re a homeowner. The council falls for it, and allows you to get married.

But now what? Well, it’s not liveable, so you head back to the rental place to live, but you recoup your investment by selling the Eh’häusl (Little Wedding House) to the next couple with the same problem. And so on, and so on …There is no reliable record of how long the practice continued, but the building survived, and in 2008 it received a complete refurbishment, transforming it into a luxury hotel. Total size? 56 square meters. Maximum number of guests at any one time? Two. [Google street view]But there’s more! According to an old legend told by the locals, couples who spend their wedding night at the tiny hotel are guaranteed* to live happily ever after and never get divorced


I am Back..

So i have been back from my vacation for almost 12 days now but i havnt really posted anything for about a month. And ever since I have been back from my  Leisure time (holidays : why do they have to end up so soon?), I cant seem to figure where do i start from.. there is so much to post about.. travel, holiday, nature, places, people, children, back to reality, love, life, work, KARMA!!… just about everything i can think of seems to be as important and worth sharing.. with all of you.

I hope i can do it soon…. till then , be good or be good at it (anything you do)!!