Why this blog is called "Gallimaufry".

gal-uh-MAW-free\, noun.

Originally meaning "a hash of various kinds of meats," "gallimaufry" comes from French galimafrée; in Old French, from the word galer, "to rejoice, to make merry"; in old English: gala + mafrer: "to eat much," and from Medieval Dutch maffelen: "to open one's mouth wide."

It's also a dish made by hashing up odds and ends of food; a heterogeneous mixture; a hodge-podge; a ragout; a confused jumble; a ridiculous medley; a promiscuous (!) assemblage of persons.

Those of you who know me, will, I’m sure, understand how well some of these phrases (barring the "promiscuous" bit!) fit me.

More importantly, this blog is an ode to my love for Shimla. I hope to show you this little town through my eyes. If you don't see too many people in it, forgive me, because I'm a little chary of turning this into a human zoo.

Stop by for a spell, look at my pictures, ask me questions about Shimla, if you wish. I shall try and answer them as best as I can. Let's be friends for a while....

23 September 2009

An attitude of gratitude


This morning brought an unexpected gift. It came in the form of some thoughts shared by my friend Dick Richards who thanked me for sharing my world with him. Heading out for my morning constitutional, I was struck by the fact that I have so much to be grateful for:
  • Friends. Those of you who stuck by me and those of you who went away. Those of you I've known for long and those of you I've only just met. You make my life richer by your presence.
  • Family which gives and gives me only support and affection, pulls my leg when I act too stuffy, and does not indulge in guilt trips. Just lets me be.
  • Good health, pronounced as 200% fitness by those in the know.
  • A job which lets me travel and fool around and meet interesting people and do worthwhile stuff.
  • A creative space which is my solace when all else goes downhill.
  • Internet through which I've met some amazing people and made friends with them although they live miles and miles away.
  • Shimla where I feel most centred and creative and content.



"Do you give thanks for this? -- Or that?"
No, God be thanked
I am not grateful
In that cold calculating way, with blessing ranked
As one, two, three, and four -- that would be hateful.

I only know that every day brings good above
My poor deserving;
I only feel that, in the road of Life, true love
Is leading me along and never swerving.

Whatever gifts and mercies in my lot may fall,
I would not measure
As worth a certain price in praise, or great or small.
But take them and use them all with simple pleasure.

~ Henry Van Dyke ~



5 comments:

Dick Richards said...

You forgot to mention your internal gifts, such as courage, sensitivity to the world around you and to others, and etc.

It isn't bragging, just acceptance.

Toon India said...

yes,we tend to look at the glass half full most of the times..there a lot of precious gifts in the form of family,friends,health, happiness or maybe anything else endowed to us by HIM.

nice blog

Gallimaufry said...

Thank you, Dick fr your perspective. As always you point out a vital aspect I'd missed.

Toon India, thank you for dropping by. I get tired of hearing people carp about their probles. How about we focus on all the giid bits for a change?

Richa said...

you have the ability to really look at all the world around you - the beauty, the quirks, the odd juxtapositions, the smells, the colours, - with that gift you are blessed!

Gallimaufry said...

Thanks, Rich.

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