1st day of work

Post's not about work. Instead, a government commercial about family.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2XLZsiCBsA
It's amazing how YouTube seems to have all the videos.

Scene: Crematorium, burial of some old guy

Enter old Indian lady. "I'm not going to sing praises for my husband, not today." (Me: another NO drugs / NO gambling commercial?)

"Neither am i going to talk about how good she was, enough people have done so" (Confirm)

"Instead, i wanna talk about some things that will make some of you uncomfortable. 1st off, i wanna talk about what happened, in bed." (!!! Woman really starts to listen now)

"Ever have difficulty starting your engine in the day?" Lady proceeds to snore in a damn humorous way. "It's exactly what David sounded like every morning." Daughter looks uncomfortable. (Haha! How the heck does she do that while keeping such a straight face? Feel damn bad now that my mind is no longer innocent as proven above.)

"But wait! snoring wasn't everything. There was also this rear end wind action. Going on as well." Laughter. "Some nights it would be so forceful, it would wake him up, 'what was that?', he would ask. Oh! It's the dog, i would say. Go back to sleep, Dear." (We find it so easy to laugh when its not us being ridiculed.)

"Oh, you may find all these funny. But towards the end of his life, when his illness was at his worse, these sounds indicated to me that my David was still alive." Cue sad music. "And what i wouldn't give just to hear the sound again before i sleep." (The cruel irony of life hits me. Life loves to play a fool of us.)

The Main point's here.
"In the end, it's these small things you remember. Little... Imperfections... that make them perfect, for you. So to my beautiful children, I hope one day, you too will find life partners who are as beautifully imperfect as your father was to me. "

Beautiful. Had chills running up and down my back throughout the advertisement. The government has won me over this time!

Do we complain so much sometimes that we are blinded by the bliss present right in front of our eyes? It's small things that make the big picture. Small complains that snowballs our dissatisfaction in life and each other, wasting what little time we already have.

To AHband, silver was the imperfection, but the imperfections had created a perfection, in the memories. And like the lady in the film, we shall not cry, but smile when reliving the memories.

Cheers.