“Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all others.” ~ Cicero

It’s my first thanksgiving here in the states.

Not that I felt anything special about it.

Just turned-in the assignment.

And, it’s already 1120PM.

Took my vitamins.

I’ve yet to brush my teeth, wash my face, apply moisturizer and finish musicpervs!

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This past week I decided to post a post — everyday –on @potatoshrestha .

In all sincerity I didn’t put a lot of deep thought into this walk.

I had two ‘specific’ goals in mind as I thought of embarking on this next anew experiment:

One, I just wanted the page to augment my real life. You know the kind of life that’s utterly random.

Sure, It won’t look perfect and filtered and glittery and thoughtful and all that ‘had to make it look really awesome‘ kind-of-shit, because I for sure know that my life isn’t all that cool and awesome and painless and effortless, and sure it will never be, rather I anticipate it to be a collection of random, serendipitous, fun, boring, thrilling, bone-chilling, weird, happy and sad and and blissful and treacherous and yeah, it’s absolutely fine by me!

Potato Shrestha will definitely do a lot of potato things!

And, two, it had a pure utilitarian purpose. Meaning, a tool to meditate on ‘True Gratification’.

Hold on there! I’m not selling ‘Gratification’ to you just because it’s Thanksgiving time of the year. It just so happens to be.

I merely, merely think — we all must know that we are already the most luckiest of mother-cookers to have been born at this time of the era.

And, I think we have every right to make ourselves actualize that we ought to celebrate life and the fleeting times, and not take things for freaking granted, let alone take life so so so so seriously!

Lastly, tonight I feel Grateful to have stumbled across this fine literary punch from Mr. Aldous Huxley —

It’s dark because you are trying too hard. 
Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. 
Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. 
Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them … throw away your baggage and go forward. 
There are quicksands all about you, sucking at your feet, 
trying to suck you down into fear and self-pity and despair. 
That’s why you must walk so lightly. 
Lightly my darling, 
on tiptoes and no luggage, 
not even a sponge bag, 
completely unencumbered.

Namaste.

And, Happy Thanksgivings ya’ all!