Insignificant nothings.

I have been wanting to write this post for a while. Nothing really important. Its usually the small and trivial things that tend to stay with me as time passes by, it scares me sometimes, I donot want to miss the bigger picture. But I cant help remembering the things that I do :)
It was a sunday morning, on my way back from wegmans. Just one of those routine sundays, which I reserve for grocery shopping, laundry and other worldy duties. They actually make me feel good, gives me a sense of purpose. I really do feel like i am doing something, apart from whiling away time on the random pursuit of a phd which might eventually get me no where. Ok I digress. I was returning home in this cab and there is this small stream or rivulet which the cab usually passes by on the way back. Its a really nice neighbourhood, the ones that you would find in an enid blyton classic (yes i love the secret seven and famous five !), small houses with frontyards and picket fences, sometimes you might get a glimpse of a tiny tree house, little kids playing ball in the frontyard. The sound of water, a light breeze and laughter. You dont find those very often these days ! I was smiling quietly to myself as we passed by this house with a little girl and boy playing basket ball in the yard. They would have been around 5-7 yrs of age. As it often happens in that age, the ball seldom goes where you want it to (i find it kinda cute actually ;) and in this case the ball landed on the other side of the road near the stream. And the little girl stood looking at it , with a confused look, as if the ball had a mind of its own. At this point the cabbie stopped the car, I think both of us wanted to see what she would do next. Before she could run across, the little boy (her brother i presume) shouted out to her, telling her to not cross the road and he would get the ball for her. I found it so adorable, especially the way he looked out for her. At that age, crossing a busy road, is dangerous enough, for some one aged 7 and I am certain they had been advised against it, as evident from the scene. So the boy offering to do it, (yes doesnt exactly make it a huge sacrifice) but he knew that he did not want her to do it ! I loved seeing the way he was watching out for her, when the parents are not around. the boy displaying not affection but something much more than that, the need to protect his little sister, is not wat i expected to see considering he was just 7! Yes i think we learn to love quickly, and give it up easily too (in most cases for the wrong reasons!). I donot want to philosophise and neither do I think the boy is a knight in shining armour, bt yes, i donot believe that knights come in shining armours, they are mostly disguised in the small acts or things that are said, which one often fails to take note of.
I was a happy girl that day, and yes the world is a happy place to be in. wheeeeeeeee :D