I picked up a Bookmark yesterday which says "I can resist anything except TEMPTATION". I just could not resist picking this cute little piece yesterday. And since i want to show it off to the entire world, i have stuck it on my pin board...:)

Talking about resistance and temptations, There are rare occasions when i have had controlled myself. For instance getting drenched, during college days, i used to make a point to drive in the rain, the rain coat happily tucked in the safety box of the bike. The thrill of the rain is best in summer, especially the first summer shower. What a feeling it used to be, driving and enjoying the rain. Come home and hear the screams of what was the need to get wet (Many a times i used to ask them, did u not do anything like this in your younger days, which used to be followed by long silence), then curl up with a book, of course some hot chocolate to accompany on the window sill. Have always enjoyed the rains.

I studied at all Girls school, and there were quite many restrictions, not to mention. We were a jolly good group, some 20-25 of us. We used to sit in a big circle and share our lunch. While we were in Standard 7, One day we decided to cricket, just to enjoy the game and experience it as well. We were afraid of our High School PT teacher, she was a terror. We planned to play after 4 p.m. by when the entire school would be as silent as a graveyard. Each of us offered to contribute to the game one got the wicket, another bat, another ball etc etc. We very shabbily wrapped them with newspaper and hid it under the bench, but the sharp eye of our Class teacher, noticed the trash under the bench, immediately, she pounced on the Class Leader (another member of our bunch), asking her why the classroom is so dirty. She very diplomatically replied sayingd, its newspapers and she will get that cleaned ASAP. We could not wait for our group studies to get over after school+. Barely resisting the temptation to play Cricket. All around were wondering what wrong, since we were scattered and were frantically signaling to each other. At 4 p.m. we were given permission to go home, we said we shall stay a little longer and study more. The class teacher left us and said, ok. As soon as we saw her get out of the school gates, we went, grabbed our stuff and divided ourselves into two teams and started off. The ball would go above the shoulder and we bent the rules as much as possible. We could hardly swing the heavy bat. We player to our hearts delight, which was about half an hour. Went home, rejuvenated, yes we played cricket today. But the storm was to come the next day, when a few of us were summoned by the Terror and given a long speech on how girls should not try what boys do blah blah. We were well informed bunch, we replied back saying, we got a National team etc and then why not a school team. She shoved us saying never again would u girls do something of this sort. But the pleasure we had in breaking the rules is still afresh in our memory. In fact i can see the entire picture as i write this blog today.

Much as i would like to write more on temptations and me, luck does not favor it. My boss has called for a meeting and if i don't go ahead, he would not resist the temptation of blasting me....chow!