Unexpected , short but happy break

Today we have off from school due to forcast of excess rains. For a change got up a little late, freshened with yoga, bhajans and chai, then spoke to a pal (read MIL) after long time, cooked, taught and now writing some more. Its already dark outside even if its just 5.47 PM. I miss summer's harsh sun at this time but its good.Its the first year that I am not liking this early day end. I guess maybe because the last summer we went for daily walks to the park. We found time to do grocery shopping than just lolling in bed. I enjoyed early day end in my earlier place, where I had a beautiful window at the access road side where I could see people walking by, cars passing, seasons change from spring (pollen rich sneeze inducing white flowers and later delicate shiny green bud like leaves), summers ( of dusty leaves and occasional showers) fall ( leaves deciding to commit collective harakiri) and winter ( naked trees anyone?). I enjoyed my breakfast, cuppas and reading there. I cold winter be damned but I would sit at the window marvelling soft gauzy snow flakes falling. I do miss that home sometimes that was smaller but easily cleaned, A big, lighted kitchen, a balcony overseeing a small stream where I would do visarjan. I learned and recognized many birds there...and so on... But its OK, change is good...I like now as well, where I have my own way of talking my way, which was not possible earlier. I can upload my writeups more, where I read them only myself but I like to put them somewhere, like an online diary. I have job(s) which are walking distance and are satisfying but I work 7 days a week and the day I get a holiday is a rare but almost lickable treat. One of the things I had decided this year again and hope to continue is stop procrastination. My next mission is making a quilt out of rags and quarters I have. maybe it will get ready till next winter. Who knows what will happen next year but I am sure I will fight to make it better than last year definitely. Now that the rambling needs to be shut off...time to hibernate the lappie and go back to real world.

Life beyond atashinchi

I had started watching a cartoon japanese manga on youtube called atashinchi. It was and is still my favourite and a company when I get tired of watching anything or studying on duolingo. I have liked and still like cartoons. The old disney and tom and jerry are still my favourites but all I can still think of starting to watch are little lulu show and garfield and friends. These were the shows that kept me company when I was in college and down with a bout of jaundice, eating a badly prepared bhakri and pithle ( by yours truly ) luckily these were and still my favourite a quick and nutritious fix but not that quick for after school before pilla comes back food unfortunately but that is a different story. As I sit today, typing this, a cancelled school and flurries flying merrily, I think of these two shows, which I will surely watch if I get around them. Today is a big day indeed, even with Pilla's studies and cooking .Cross fingers...no procrastination. ;p

A lull and a buzz

As I sat in vajrasan, listening to pt. Bheemsen joshi and closed my eyes . The first thought came in my mind was the lull and buzz in aai's place in mumbai. Now why mumbai and why not Jsrpur (not stayed enough) or US (no lull and buzz visible where I live). I have always loved windows. Even now as I type, I can see the streetlight casting a golden glow on otherwise muddy snow. But this place is very private and except some resident's cars, I see nothing, even if I sit here for hours together. But not at aai's current location. Just second building from a busy road, its always buzzing, sometimes like a honeycomb nearby. Ok I am digressing. So here is how it starts. While a tiny bit of activity is on throughout the night (though mumbai is a city that never sleeps and gurgling never ends...sometimes I wonder where the sole person I saw walking is going...or where is the rickshaw filled with a family is going at 2.30 am...yes I was awake then blame it on jetlag). So the place starts getting up say by 4.00 am when a truck comes to deliver milk crates. There is a thriving milk business which receives its daily fare to sell. No shop or rather near a closed shop, under a big tree, the crates are deposited and the truck goes off. Slowly the lady and her spouse (?) comes and then starts the distribution.Meanwhile the BEST buses start with a few people in it, few early hard working people.Meanwhile the business winds up, which is say by 6.30 am, the buzz has started already. fresh breads and wares are carried by bikes (or read cycles) to sell or transport to neaby stores. By 6.45, am the street light switches off and a day starts. Kids rush to schools and school bues, people rush to catch bus to offices or as intermittent transport on way to work. Slowly sun greets and now the shops open, more office and school buzz. Meanwhile that gets over say by 8.30 am, the buzz of shops opening, vegetable vendors preparing their wares, home makers on way to fresh vegetables start. Now the whole lane is buzzing. So much that there are honkings and jams and people meeting and talking on roads, . The buzz becomes slower when sun is the harshest. Say between 1.00 PM to 3.30 or 4.00 pm. The vegetables get their cover from piercing sun. The morning vendors or sellers, done selling and on their way home, the vening chat and snack vendors getting ready with their wares to entice college mates laughing way home, people from office trudging their way home, home makers shopping and deciding either a snack or parcelling for home. evening veggie vendors getting ready with wares. The 'nightmarish buzz' starts from say 5.30 pm and lasts till 9.00 pm. The dings of BEST buses full of people looking like an over packed bag, the honking, the shouting, the pushing the rushing. The sizzles coming from the kitchens as they prepare the evening supper, daily soaps blaring from homes..And just like a seawave slowly melting to foamy water, this rush dies down say by 9.30 pm. The buses still have people in them but not those many. And then the lull further deepening with shops closing, frequency of transit transport lessening, the venors covering their wares and pushing their carts to their destination...and say by 12.00 am the last bus goes to its "aagar" or parking lot and with few p;rivate vehicles, life slowly takes 50 disturbed winks. Roads now breathe and if it has rained, shine the golden pearls of street lights..I maynot miss the rush, but I truly miss the thought process that went on in my mind as I sat at the window...shifting position as my legs got numb....thinking of the old night watchman as he had his self prepared dinner of rotis, bottle gourd sabji at his small single room rest area...wondering of life and waves of life as the sleep decided for one more day to elude me for more time... I really had to kind of purge these thoughts and not loose them to procrastination...Glad I did it, and as I close, tucked in a blanket, the picture that changes little as each time I see it, starts slowly forming in front of my slowly sleepy eyes...

Complaints go on.

I am no exception and no one is an exception.. Everyone loves to criticise and complain. About others, the way they make them feel. This is what had happened in the earlier place, it happened here as well. Saying things behind someone's back, enjoying that...initially it felt harmless but later I realized that I am getting decayed from inside. I was getting negative and feeling absolutely bad. But a timely quote saved my self. "As long as you have a roof over your head, clothes on your back, food on your table and those you love around you, you HAVE ALL you will ever need. Be grateful, be happy" This quote helped and helps me be grateful. Truly gratitude exercise works wonders on the soul. Just 2 minutes everyday.

A new year, a new laptop (work related) a new ( three month old ) job

I invited new year with many things. I got more and more closer to my "aradhya devat". I can say religious without sounding obsessed or pompous. I love reading and knowing things about hinduism. For me my religion is not just something for the soul but very much thought provoking. I actually wonder how one of the world's oldest religions can be so scientific, brimming with knowlege and just so logical. For the uninitiated, the religion may be a way of paganism or idol worship but for visual worshippers like me its a bliss. I am trying to learn to appreciate. At times you tend to forget what you have got in favor of what you wish for. which like a horizon, just changes... I plan to write more, now that I dont have to ask for a system...I have got my own now, and I have it available at home , especially for Sid's typing practice. Je combatte la D tous les jours. Je sais ca mais je n'ai pas le cran, parceque j'ai souvent des expreiences insensibles et mauvaises avec qui j'ai parle avant. la personne ne comprend qu'il ya avait des instances ou j'ai surivi la peine a la nuit, sans se s******... je combatte tous les jours...et mes travails essayent de le faire plusieurs fois...quelquefois je gagne mais plusieurs fois je vainquis et je pleure tout seule..mais c'est la vie et mon seul ami est mon dieu...je parle avec lui...et avec lui il n'ya pas la judegement... I hope today marks the day I can start my blog again...only for my self... expressing my self