Living a Rich Life

Going home with big wheels, we never thought we would own 'such' big car with a personal driver. Our very own personal driver for each different day. Not to forget his tips and those smiles that wore a thousand words to our short-term relatives. We learnt to treasure those short moments together. Though at most times, everyone else was just too tired to share, those quiet hours were instantly pumped with encouraging spirits of each others' presence.

We learnt to cope impunctuality with patience (lots of patience) and understanding. The traffics could have sandwiched him in. Traffics could be unpredictably heavy. He usually came right in time when we least expected. Sometimes it just drove us crazy when 30 minutes became an hour. But that was just what time did to people; it changed them. It was then we started to count our blessings rather than the time.

We also learnt to walk ourselves to the door. He never dropped us straight on the spot. Daddy said the garden was too beautiful to be viewed from the mirror. He suggested a walk. He knew from the beginning we would have complained more than we would enjoy the sight. So, he made us company. So we had, she and I alone, bathing under the hot sun most of the afternoons. It didn't stop our complains. But, we positively appreciated each others' company just as much being tanned by the sun.

Home was the place we wanted to be by the end of all our everydays... ;) And that's exactly the place where we would be, every night, sweet and sound.