Monday, April 27, 2015

Himalayan Quake - Tsunami - Sinamika

There is a series of tremors, I want to reword as terrors happening in Nepal. Even as I type this post, there are thousands of people suffering, thousands killed, hundreds lending helping hand...

I go into the bathroom and I cant stop wondering what would the victims of the quake do for their basic needs.
I switch on the computer and wonder what would the people in Nepal do without communication lines of any sort?
I cut open the milk packet in the morning and wonder if people who have been victimized by the huge quake wouldn't feel like having any beverage in the morning?
I cant help thinking of pregnant women, just born babies, young children, teenagers with lost dreams, old people, just married folks, and tourists in Nepal.

I have seen the outline of Tsunami from the safety of my concrete house back in 2004 December. I cant help going back ten years in time and compare the wrath of the ocean with the wrath of the earth. It was so devastating and the back to back after shocks of the Nepal quake only is as comparable or may be even more serious than Tsunami.

I see advertisements in between the news cast of the serious quake. They say : And more updates on the Operation Maithri working on the Himalayan Quake after a short commercial break, Stay with us..And the break shows advertisements about a new car or a deodorant or something that is definitely not in any one's mind today as they watch this quake cast. Why commercials in between?? Give a day off for all those luxury product ads. Instead tell us ways to contribute in our own way to the victims.

Also, there is another side of the world...

Humming away A.R. Rahman's Aye Sinamika song. All theaters full house for Maniratnam - A.R Rahman - P.C Sreeram. Did any theatre offer to contribute one shows collection to the victims?

All shopping activities as usual on the roads. Did any shop take any initiative as on date for the victims?

All sports as usual.Did any sports event stop for a day just to think of the plight of people there? There seems to have been a sports team stranded in Nepal as well.

On Facebook there are loads of people enjoying life and posting pictures...Well, I  am happy that there are many praying for the victims and spreading word of compassion and prayer. Good move.

And here I am blogging seated very comfortably in the silence of the night inside my house, safe and sound. I have not done my bit yet.

So.. what stopped because of the quake for the rest of the world? Did anything change for all of us? Did we do something for the victims? If yes, good. If not, its time we did. Please do not wait for the offices where you work to send out a mailer asking for contributions. Just do your bit in your own way. There must be a way to just make sure you care.

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

midnight thought

Ideally i should be off to sleep but here i am writing about something that cannot wait until tomorrow morning.

sleep... that is what i want to write about. Not to theorize but dont u think sleep is a gift?

There was a time when nine hours of undisturbed sleep was possible. Then it came down to eight. In college it reduced to seven or six. Work life brought back sleep routine to seven or eight. Marriage changed it to 'number of hours undefined'. Baby one changed it to less than five and baby two changed sleep hours to four hours of disturbed sleep.

Now i value sleep more because sometimes it just seems like nights are for naps as i wake up too many times. Awake mind at night is a devil's workshop. So if the workshop is noisy some nights become sleepless.

To those who take your night sleep time for granted please be aware that if u dont value yr night sleep u will regret later. I just hope to get a seven hour undisturbed night sleep sometime soon. I definitely realize that childhood nine hours night is never going to come back. Do you?

Saturday, April 18, 2015

Suddenly alone almost always

Sounding serious? Actually its about this person, I have been observing from my balcony for a month now. Its been a month in this new house and we have a road facing balcony where my children spend most of their time in the mornings and evenings.

The security guard and his family lives on the ground floor of every apartment in our locality. This person, a security's wife had a close friend Manisha, a security guarder's wife too. They had their own job routines to do and when they are free, they never spent a minute alone. From my balcony I could see that they were very good friends. I used to envy their friendship so much.

One fine morning, Manisha's family decided to move to their home town. Since then I used to see that her friend spending all afternoons alone. It is almost like she is waiting for Manisha and her family to get back. She never mingles with anyone else and is almost lost in a distant memory all the time.

It is really hard to sit stoned in a place for as long as four hours according to me. She looks and feels alone. Her husband spends the free time he has with her talking like her friend would do, but when he is not around, this lady seems lost in thoughts.

Word has it that she and Manisha have been great friends and it is difficult for her to take the separation. Friendship is amazing, more so in situations when there is less money or feasibility for sms,calls and emails. This lady is waiting for her friend. And I have information that Manisha is not coming back to Bangalore. I really hope her friend doesn't know this.

Many times I have missed my friends quite a lot but then coming to think of it now, the Internet has been a savior. The hundred and odd friends on the facebook pages make sure we don't get to miss friends.. and then there is google, whatsapp and many many more..

But wait.. friendship is really deeper than all these... right??

Friends are god sends... they are there for u at the right time and the right place. We have many friends who have been there at least once when we needed them. We may not realize, but that is what friends are.. Even if it is for a hello to lift a low mood on a rainy morning, friends have been there.. If we have not realized, its time we do.

Wednesday, April 01, 2015

Simple math work

I am just settling down in Bangalore. Among the many processes that a relocation and settling in involves, the most important thing I felt was setting up a bank account. With the welcome kit came half a dozen PIN mailers. I am super scared about these passwords in life, especially the cash related ones.

I just tossed the kit inside my bag after one glance at all of the mailer covers in it. There were hundreds of things to think about.

When my husband did a withdrawal for the first time to check the account initiation, he mentioned the password to me. Immediately I did a minor math with the digits and that is all. Never had a chance to think about it again.

Three weeks later, I am at a hospital counter for paying a bill. The amount was heavier than what I had with me. I took out the card and just then I realized that I have not got the password with me and I am going to be using the card for the first time. Madness, but I still counted on the formula that I had worked out earlier when I heard the password.

It was correct to my relief and I thanked my stars. It is just not nice to say you forgot your password and so you cant pay a bill!!! Thanks to some small practices from childhood.. I usually work out a formula in my mind to remember long number strings.. and it came to my rescue this time and at a very important moment to save my face!!! Hail Mathematics.


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