“Life is worth living as long as there’s a laugh in it.”
I saw a beautiful man today
He wasn’t much to look at
But his smile revealed his soul
And once I’d caught a glimpse
I didn’t want to let it go
I glanced back, but afraid
He might misunderstand my gaze
I kept my eyes down
Disguised my curiosity with a frown
Didn’t want him to misread my desire to understand as lust
When it was anything but
Unfazed, he returned my gaze
His eyes brimming with joy
At what I don’t know
But I got caught up in this flow
As he re-entered the crowd
Shoulders back, head bowed
Stunned by the serenity
That began to infuse me
I too started to smile
And, after a while
I noticed others responded in kind
Well, those who didn’t mind…
Others were bemused by this
And shrank back almost as though I’d moved in for a kiss
Perhaps they were reacting to me as I had to that beautiful man, before
But there was no holding my joy behind a frown
My shoulders back, I did not drop my head down
I walked tall
Wanting to share this feeling, no longer concerned I didn’t understand
Its source or its meaning
I didn’t need to
Its purpose was clear
It’s the meaning of life
It’s why we’re all here
To share our love when it overflows
So that we have something soft to land on when drowning in woe
Those days when managing a smile is nothing short of courageous
On the days you do it without thinking…
Remember your joy can be contagious.
Pass it on
Keep smiling 😉
“I am content in my later years. I have kept my good humor and take neither myself nor the next person seriously.”
Albert Einstein, 1950.
Love this words of Albert Einstein, though I tend to laugh only at myself, but not at other people.
What about you?
Are you comfortable with laughing at yourself?
Enjoy the rest of your week and have a wonderful weekend
“Do you have any lemons?” asked Victoria reading one of the popular women’s magazines.
“Lemons? In the middle of Russian winter? What do you need lemons for?” I wondered.
“Not me, but you. You always were more adventurous. Let’s trial this on you first.”
“Me? Trial what?”
“The best beautifying detox treatment”
“Beautifying you say? Then you need milk not lemons.”
“Don’t you remember – Cleopatra used to beautify herself by bathing in milk. I wonder what my folks will think if they spot me in a bathtub full of milk,” I giggled.
“No, no. Milk is out of fashion now. Besides, how are you going to get so much milk to your bathtub, without even mentioning the cost? Lemons are the way to go now … and apple vinegar,” said Victoria with authority in her voice.
“So are you expecting me to bathe in a bathtub full of apple vinegar juggling lemons?” I laughed.
“No, no. You don’t need a bathtub at all – you can stay in bed watching TV.”
“That sounds better. What about lemons and vinegar?”
“It is very simple – we’ll get you wrapped in a sheet soaked in vinegar, then will cover you with lots of warm blankets. You’ll need to stay like that for a few hours drinking a cup of hot lemon drink every ten minutes. I’ll get the drinks ready for you.”
“You must be joking! Where did you get these crazy ideas from?” I laughed.
“Not crazy at all. Look at this article – all Hollywood stars are doing that.”
“They must be growing lots of lemons in Hollywood then!”
“Come on. You try that first and then I’ll have a go,” said Victoria.
I completely forgot about this conversation, when Victoria came to my place with a bag of lemons.
“Look, I’ve spent all my monthly income on these lemons. You surely can’t say no to such sacrifice. No one else is at home – perfect timing. You go first. Where do you have spare sheets?”
“That’s not my cup of tea, Victoria,” I tried to object.
“What tea? You won’t be getting any tea – only lemon drinks. Come on, it won’t take long – only a few hours.”
Ignoring my objections, Victoria pulled out an old sheet and soaked it in apple vinegar. Five minutes later I was all naked, wrapped in the stinky wet sheet, trying to warm up under a pile of blankets. Victoria turned the TV on.
“Enjoy while I get the first lemon drink ready,” she said disappearing in the kitchen.
“Enjoy! Do you really think it is enjoyable to be wrapped in that stinky sheet?” I shouted to her.
“Beauty requires sacrifices,” responded Victoria with authority in her voice, bringing me the first cup of hot lemon drink.
Lemon drink was nice and it did help me to warm up a bit. The second drink was OK. After the third cup I had enough.
“Look, I had enough of these lemon drinks.”
“Beauty requires sacrifices,” repeated Victoria. “Still 10 more cups to go”.
“Ten more cups!!!”
“Yep, wait here, I’ll make another cup of lemon drink,” she said disappearing in the kitchen.
After three more cups I could not tolerate this any longer.
“Victoria, I can’t drink it anymore. I’m bursting.”
“Hm, that’s a bit of a problem. This article does not say anything about that. You’ve done one hour only. You need to wait for another hour. Beauty requires sacrifices,” she said disappearing in the kitchen.
After three more cups I could not wait any longer. As soon as Victoria disappeared in the kitchen to make another cup of lemon drink, I jumped out of bed and, still wrapped in the wet sheet, rushed into the hall to get to the toilet.
To my horror, right at that moment the front door flew open and my brother came in with all his mates from engineering Uni. Without a word, I dashed past them into the bathroom and locked the door. A few minutes later the whole flat burst with roaring laughter: the lads discovered the copy of the women’s magazine with that ‘beautifying’ article….
That night dad joined us for dinner.
“You look particularly beautiful tonight,” he said to me with a wink, “Would you like another lemon?” he asked, taking a lemon out of his pocket…
I could not stand lemons for the rest of the year and women’s magazines – for the rest of my life after that day.
“Through humor, you can soften some of the worst blows that life delivers. And once you find laughter, no matter how painful your situation might be, you can survive it.”
Have a good laugh and enjoy the rest of the week