tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287393392024-03-14T08:05:58.538+05:30Just another internet nook...where a childwoman files away her musingsPallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.comBlogger251125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-79012881549542595952020-06-04T00:00:00.011+05:302020-06-04T19:34:36.934+05:30Coolly forgetfulFor the past couple of weeks, the workday ended anywhere between 03:30 and 07:00.<div><br /><div>Not that I couldn't work through the day, but there would be several interactions with people, and I prefer to address dependencies before getting onto my own tasks. That way, no other work gets blocked or I don't become a bottleneck for a bunch of tasks. The first thing I'd do in the morning, around 11:00-12:00 is check for messages with barely one eye open, rub them both open if there was anything useful/interesting, stretch a bit, get out of bed and into the shower--instead of walking around the house and looking for chores or some tidying up to do as has been my habit--and then have a leisurely meal while watching some stand up comedy--or some subscribed YouTube channels, note my gratitude in the journal, and then get to work between 13:00-14:00.</div><div><div><br /></div><div>No matter what, I'd step out for cycling or a walk at sunset and come back when I felt contented with the activity I chose to do. Then, supper over watching some videos again, a little bit of Kalimba or coloring, some more writing, and then back for the night shift.</div></div></div><div><br /></div><div>The milestone for which this routine was being followed was achieved on Monday, and I thought it would take me a couple of days to rest and reset my body clock.</div><div><br /></div><div>However, I was so calm, content, and clear-headed throughout this period of focused, critical work, that my mind/body didn't need any recuperation. Achieving the milestone gave me a teensy bit of a high and that night I was in bed by 11:30! Even though I actually fell asleep somehwere around 01:00, I opened my eyes around 05:40, and felt fresh enough to go for a walk. After 4 kms of that, I was bored, and so I went cycling again for another 12 kms and returned a happy puppy.</div><div><br /></div><div>Had my leisurely breakfast, watched some more standup, journalled, and got to a few more hours of focused work. My cousin came over to stay for a day, and we spent the next nine hours chattering away like monkeys. When he went to sleep, I instinctually logged on, and there was just enough work for me do be able to quickly and happily finish. Thereafter, I slept for seven hours, which was the longest in two weeks. Since the cuz was around, there was no plan to work in the morning. We chattered some more as I cooked/cleaned and we had brunch. Then it was nap time, after which I logged on and did a bit of work. Later, the power went off and didn't return for a few hours. I doodled a bit, but the outdoors had been calling out to me since the morning.</div><div><br /></div><div>So, I got my sippy bottle ready, the batteries for the safety lights were fully charged the previous day, and all I needed to do was get on the cycle and go as far as I felt like. Instead, as I started off on the road, I remembered that I hadn't worn the scarf that serves as a face mask, so I went back for it. As I entered the house, I remembered that the power bank was discharged too, so I decided to use the outing today to get that and my cellphone charged, and maybe even work a little, while they got charged at my other house, where there's an inverter backup. I happily wrapped everything in plastic, slung my bag on the shoulders and stepped out, only to realize, yet again, that I had forgotten the scarf. This time, I felt like all was well until about four kilometers later when I realized that I had forgotten the water bottle. Thankfully, it was raining and I can anyway go about 20-25 kms, even on a dry day, before I feel like I should hydrate myself. I let the music in my ears wash away that minor irritation at my forgetfulness and pedalled on happily for another 4-5 kms. As the street lights came on, I realized that I had forgotten to strap the charged portable lights onto the bike. More eyerolling-at-self happened, but the weather was so good, I didn't feel like indulging in any more self-flaggelation.</div><div><br /></div><div>17 kms later, thoroughly drenched, I was asking the STOBEH to lay a plastic sheet down on the sofa-chair for me to sit on as I worked while the devices were being charged. He asked me to change instead, and so, this time, instead of being a smartass--and remembering the scatterbrainedness from earlier--I had a nice shower, cleaned all the dirt from the clothes and the bag, and sat down to chat with him for a bit. Attempted some work, but by then, the laptop's battery had drained, and in all my awesomeness, and I had forgotten to bring along its charger. I also complained but my mouse's broken scroll button, so he gave me the one he doesn't use, except for gaming on his laptop. Bless his heart, poor fella, he not only tolerates me randomly showing up at his door, he also indulges me when I ask for help (which is rare, btw, and I've done enough to balance it out).</div><div><br /></div><div>I gave up all pretense of being awesome, and we decided to watch Angrezi Medium instead. Such a disappointment considering it's precursor, Hindi Medium. An hour of watching with intermittent forwarding later, we gave up. I wrapped up my Duolingo and MemRise practice, and then thought of noting all of this here. You know, just to remind my future self of all the delusions I have about my coolness and to keep myself grounded in the reality of my forgetfulness. So there.</div><div><br /></div><div>That doesn't mean I can't share some World Cycling Day swag, though...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UThgSbLNbV0/Xtf7wdHUt9I/AAAAAAAActc/Ht4Nt_VPvOk6xfsyWv1k2QQ2HozzETCaQCK4BGAsYHg/20200603_204455-COLLAGE.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UThgSbLNbV0/Xtf7wdHUt9I/AAAAAAAActc/Ht4Nt_VPvOk6xfsyWv1k2QQ2HozzETCaQCK4BGAsYHg/s320/20200603_204455-COLLAGE.jpg" /></a></div><div>Even though I didn't know that it was <i>that</i> day while I was cycling. I am totally cool with cherry picking what days to celebrate and what days to be a Grinch about.</div>Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-41290502206932440922020-04-18T15:14:00.001+05:302020-04-18T15:15:50.261+05:302019.04.18<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
This has been an unexpectedly calm day. I wasn't productive or efficient or any such thing, but I don't feel any throbbing guilt about it, nor am I disappointed in myself. In fact, looking in the mirror, I caught myself thinking about how each one of us is free to find ways to make peace with the world and the reality of everything, as opposed to some utopian dream, and therefore to make peace with ourselves. Yes, we're all eventually going to evolve into something else, maybe better, but that might happen over a dozen or more lifespans. No point rushing to attain nirvana during this one. Learning happens at its own pace, depending on how hungry or how desperate you are to learn (or maybe something else that I haven't perceived yet). As of now, all I am looking forward to is my Phoebe tattoo on Saturday night. I'm looking forward to that pain, and I want to spend those hours thinking about her and the love and lessons she brought for me while being the one true manifestation of unconditional love in my life.</div>
Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-4486207203027957622020-04-13T22:36:00.003+05:302020-04-13T22:43:32.553+05:302019.04.13<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
'All over the place' is how my life is right now. And so are my thoughts. In fact, the latter influence the former.<br />
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The very next second, a totally contradictory thought appeared--my life is on the verge of a big change; all the things I've done so far have lined up to form this event that is on the cusp of happening.<br />
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It goes to show that it's all about perspective. I can call it a mess or I can see a pattern that is leading to a certain kind of outcome. The patterns are all present, but we have to look at them from various angles to notice them.<br />
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It's also about how we choose to feel about the patterns and/or their outcomes. For example, "I'm about to be <i>abc</i>, <i>xyz</i>, and in search of a new life," versus, "I'm about to be <i>pqr</i> and free to make a life that I really want." Or, for example, "I've been lost and unfocused and have stumbled my way through life to get to this point," versus, "Every time I had a choice, I went with whatever was doable at the moment. At times I took the easy route, at times I used a little foresight and swam against the current, and I found that the latter took me to places that were more interesting and rewarding."<br />
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When I awakened today, the first thought I had was to write down my patterns--healthy versus unhealthy, productive versus counterproductive, useful/helpful versus useless/unhelpful. I guess each of my habits can be put into these categories (given a context) and then I can choose to replace the unhealthy/counterproductive/unhelpful ones with the healthy/productive/helpful ones <i>over time</i>. However, as I think about or enlist the <i>former</i>, the statements feel like self-beliefs and that scares me into <i>inaction</i>. I need to remind myself that the whole point of the exercise is to change those very self-beliefs by a constant, intentional chipping-away, until those thoughts or statements begin to resemble the <i>latter</i>.<br />
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So, when I think of an unhelpful habit or pattern, it is only an <i>initial state</i>, not a <i>permanent truth</i> about myself. Similarly, when I think of a helpful habit or pattern as a desirable outcome, it is an <i>achievable state</i> that I maintain <i>over time with less and less effort</i>; that too is not a permanent truth, because we fall back into our old patterns from time to time, when efforts need to be temporarily increased in some other area of life. If this is done with awareness, it is easier to feel self-appreciation and to reiterate efforts in the desired area of life.<br />
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There are certain habits, which if you focus on cultivating on a daily basis, can help almost every other aspect of life run smoothly. Health, for example, both mental and physical. If I do something to maintain my health on a daily basis, however small, it lays the foundation for me to pick up more and more tasks with greater ease. I can also better distinguish between the important versus the urgent ones and the ones that can be set aside or delegated; what we call prioritization.<br />
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<i>Basically, making better choices lets you make better choices.</i> (I'll be happy to be quoted on this one some day. (giggle))<br />
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<i>And, being alone is better than being in unhealthy company.</i> (This seemingly unrelated thought came to me in a flash as I wrote this, and it crystallized the reasoning for a very important life decision.)<br />
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(And then, I actually said this: "Thank you for the insights, self!" Super corny, I know, but hey, I did get to this point with a lot of help from myself after being inspired by other people and their stories. So there. :))</div>
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Grateful for how things turned around over the past couple of days. Better each day. Received good advice at counseling, which I now consciously implement--decoupling the exhaustion of carrying the <i>XYZ</i> burden for ## years from the tasks that need to be done on the journey to independence. Also, the journey <i>is</i> the destination--I am living the life I want, a little each day, not waiting for a <i>specific task to be completed</i> to start a new life. Change happens gently, slowly, organically. Enlist all the tasks that you can think of and expect that they'll be orchestrated intermittently, parallely. There's no assembly-line approach here, and inclines and plateaus are all part of the natural landscape. Plateaus are breathing spaces, rest-and-recovery phases, not time wasted or whiled away. Do a little each day. The changes and growth and patterns will become apparent in retrospect. Have a wonderful day, love!</div>
Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-8025865797211228002020-02-12T21:24:00.000+05:302020-02-12T21:28:50.807+05:30I feel a familiar ache<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
A very tangible one, in my heart. The one one feels when they miss someone. I miss my dogs right now. Often, these days, it feels unreal that I was a mother to four-legged creatures just a few months ago. I thought I'd feel a void when they're gone. But when Phoebe passed away, the time was taken up by providing extra care for Mojo. And when Mojo left, I took on several projects, determined not to dwell on the feeling of <i>loss</i>.<br />
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I happened to look at a picture of Mojo propped up against one wall of the balcony. Propped up because he didn't have the physical strength or the neurological ability to stand by himself. I was preparing to help him pee. Something we did about 5-6 times a day. The picture reminded me of the physical feeling of touching a dog. Then, specifically, his bony butt. And I miss it all.</div>
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I looked at more pictures. Some of them from the clinic where we used to take him for his weekly treatments. He used to whine loudly all the way there and during the 2-3 hours we spent there each time. I even miss those annoying sounds. No, he didn't hate the clinic or the caregivers. It was pretty much his only outing and he did enjoy getting fussed over and pampered there. It was just him vocalizing his excitement at being out and his annoyance at having to lay down on the table as the various treatments--none of them intrusive or painful--were administered as opposed to frolicking with the other creatures.</div>
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The moment we got into the car to return home, he would go quiet, as if a switch had been turned off. It was hilarious! The memory makes me laugh out loud.</div>
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They were both like that. I can't stay sad for more than a couple of minutes when I think of them. Which is why it's rare for me to feel this ache. This might sound masochistic, but I want to bask in the feeling while it lasts. It makes me feel alive in a way. Otherwise, I'm quite stoic, maybe even heartless in some ways.</div>
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I miss Phoebe's gentle, persistent whining, asking me to get off the couch and pay attention to her or to play with her. Not because she wanted to be entertained, but because moving around was good for me. She was always teaching me lessons I refused to learn. So I made it a point to remember and to act after she passed away.</div>
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And then Mojo left after making sure that I was doing what I needed to do. He made sure I took the time to prepare myself for what I had to do next in my life.</div>
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So, as always, muchas gracias por mis perros, Universo! <3</div>
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Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-15886768758777411232019-10-29T19:33:00.002+05:302019-10-29T19:35:44.847+05:30Emptiness and epiphanies<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white; color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "segoe ui" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "lucida grande" , "arial" , "ubuntu" , "cantarell" , "fira sans" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">As I was walking into my building premises at 1:45 am, I found a dog lying on its side, in an odd position. The parking light wasn't bright enough for me to see the details, but I immediately sensed that it had suffered some form of brain trauma and died. Since noone would respond at the time of the night, I made a mental note to call the municipal corporation's dead animal pickup service, and walked by. As I entered the house and locked up, I was struck by how matter-of-factly I took it. Where were my emotions? How did I not feel anything at the sight of a sentient dead animal, especially a dog, when my own four-legged boy had passed away in a very similar manner just 4 months ago?</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "segoe ui" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "lucida grande" , "arial" , "ubuntu" , "cantarell" , "fira sans" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">I went through the motions of changing, doing my routine journaling, brushing, etc, and slept well enough. Went cycling early in the morning, and when it was closer to the time at which the </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "segoe ui" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "lucida grande" , "arial" , "ubuntu" , "cantarell" , "fira sans" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">municipal </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "segoe ui" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "lucida grande" , "arial" , "ubuntu" , "cantarell" , "fira sans" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">corporation starts answering calls, I dialed the number. Surprisingly, a well-mannered person responded in an efficient manner--asking for my name, number, and location, and letting me know that they will arrive sometime in the day--they could't predict the exact time, but they would call me an hour before they could reach the spot. By then, it looked like noone from the neighborhood had realized that a dead dog was lying in the compound. I made a hand-written note about having called the pickup service, mentioned their contact number for follow-up, and stuck it on the ground next to the body, just in case someone was curious enough to inquire.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "segoe ui" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "lucida grande" , "arial" , "ubuntu" , "cantarell" , "fira sans" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span>
<span style="color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "segoe ui" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "lucida grande" , "arial" , "ubuntu" , "cantarell" , "fira sans" , sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Even though I had no tasks to do before bathing and leaving for work, I felt inclined to lie down and rest for a while. I went out to the balcony intermittently, so I could see whether anyone else had taken note of the event. About an hour later, I </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "segoe ui" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "lucida grande" , "arial" , "ubuntu" , "cantarell" , "fira sans" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">finally </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "segoe ui" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "lucida grande" , "arial" , "ubuntu" , "cantarell" , "fira sans" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">saw a woman kneeling next to the dog, so I went out to talk to her. She</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "segoe ui" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "lucida grande" , "arial" , "ubuntu" , "cantarell" , "fira sans" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">--let's call her PD--</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "segoe ui" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "lucida grande" , "arial" , "ubuntu" , "cantarell" , "fira sans" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">was crying profusely, because, it turns out, she had been looking after the dog since she was a puppy. PD told me they called her </span><i style="color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, "Lucida Grande", Arial, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Kaali</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "segoe ui" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "lucida grande" , "arial" , "ubuntu" , "cantarell" , "fira sans" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">--easy to remember because of her coloring. <i>Kaali</i> was a sweet, gentle dog. I took down PD's number and asked her whether I could help in a any way besides making sure that <i>Kaali</i> was picked up. PD wanted to bury her in an empty plot at the back of the colony, instead. So I offered to load </span><i style="color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "Segoe UI", "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, "Lucida Grande", Arial, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Kaali</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "segoe ui" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "lucida grande" , "arial" , "ubuntu" , "cantarell" , "fira sans" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"> up in the car, and deliver her to the spot.</span><br />
<span style="color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "segoe ui" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "lucida grande" , "arial" , "ubuntu" , "cantarell" , "fira sans" , sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "segoe ui" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "lucida grande" , "arial" , "ubuntu" , "cantarell" , "fira sans" , sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">PD went away to get the tools needed for the burial and another animal-friendly person from the colony came by to assist a few minutes later. In the few minutes that I stood alone outside the car, looking at <i>Kaali</i> lying on the seat, I welled up. Not with emotion--okay, maybe a little,--but mostly with a sense of purpose. It felt <b>right</b>. Like, <b>this is what I am supposed to do</b>. The instinct to stay back home and to not rush to work even though I had a bunch of tasks awaiting me, served this purpose. I was meant to do this little bit of service. I would have even stayed back and helped them with the burial if it was a holiday. But even that little bit that I could do, of making sure that <i>Kaali</i> was moved away with a modicum of dignity, gave my life a meaning.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "segoe ui" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "lucida grande" , "arial" , "ubuntu" , "cantarell" , "fira sans" , sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: #4a4a4a; font-family: "segoe ui" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "lucida grande" , "arial" , "ubuntu" , "cantarell" , "fira sans" , sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">If the pickup service had not come through by evening, I had planned to take the dog to the cremation facility myself. That was an obvious action that I would take, to see this to completion. But the little help I could offer to the lady and the dog made me feel like--I was, for that slice of time at least--a piece of the puzzle that fit perfectly where it should. Like, feeling a strong emotion may not really be my thing, but acting on something where it makes a difference, or being effective in some way is what I am here for. And that gave me closure.</span></span><br />
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Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-78137117935621188842019-09-24T00:12:00.001+05:302019-09-24T00:14:50.694+05:30Three months ago<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
...this day, our remaining baby moved on.<br />
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This was an hour before he left...<br />
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<span style="text-align: left;">We had force-fed him a little bit of the mush that we used to call food. I wanted with all my heart to let him be, not to torture him, and to let his body heal itself. I wasn't strong enough to act on my instincts. This will serve as a reminder--yet another one--to do what I know in my gut to be right for me and my loved ones.</span></div>
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Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-48313174272506487162019-08-28T13:44:00.002+05:302019-08-28T13:44:56.041+05:30FW: Thanks for all your help!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Now I
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<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">First computer language:
FORTRAN66 (on punch cards).<o:p></o:p></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Biggest advancement in computer
language: FORTRAN 77 (Block IF statements, DO loops). After that
they have all looked the same to me.<o:p></o:p></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Scariest moments:
Carrying a box of COBOL punch cards to the card reader (and yes, I dropped
them once).<o:p></o:p></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">First real project: US
Department of Energy data collection from burning coal underground (the
data said it was still burning when the project was shut down… oops).<o:p></o:p></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Program most likely not to
succeed: A cookbook application to test a user interface SDK on
VAX/VMS computers. Required a raised floor computer lab and
$4,000,000 computer (but team did use it to exchange recipes).<o:p></o:p></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Most costly bug found: A
hardware addressing error that caused lots of boards to be trashed ($$$$$)
and delayed hardware production (our show stoppers are nothing compared to
that).<o:p></o:p></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Scariest meeting: Had to
tell Dave Cutler (<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dave_Cutler">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dave_Cutler</a>)
that we needed a CDROM in the hardware instead of tape drive to do the
installation of the new OS. People were hiding outside his office to
see if there was anything left of my body to return to my family (<i>learned
to have undisputable facts and duck when things are thrown… and not take
it personally</i>).<o:p></o:p></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Most interesting
customer: Executive Branch (The White House). I did get an
insider’s tour of the Oval office (at least a foot in) and places the
public never gets to see.<o:p></o:p></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Most disappointing project:
Cancellation of new hardware/OS combination at Digital Equipment.<o:p></o:p></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Things that make you say
hmmm”: 3 years after cancellation of the above project while in a
Windows NT class I get training on ACL data structures that I helped
design at Digital Equipment. “Hmmm, I guess it wasn’t only ‘people’
that move from Digital to Microsoft.”<o:p></o:p></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Project with the most freedom:
Rewrite of PEM (PEM2).<o:p></o:p></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Most dangerous:
Development of office laser printers, we could only put 10 sheets of paper
in at a time because it would burn… and a full ream of paper would set off
the fire alarms if it caught fire.<o:p></o:p></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Most aggravating moment:
A prototype office laser printer that had lots of problems. It was
solved by using “transparencies” instead of paper. Service guy said
it looked like something melted in it… we said “yea… probably the gear
that was squeaking.”<o:p></o:p></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Project with the most diverse
interaction: Secure Comm. Customers, developers,
executives. Travelled 9 out of 18 weeks.<o:p></o:p></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Project most wanted to be
involved with but didn’t get to: Landing the first man on the moon
(not as old as you think!).<o:p></o:p></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><i>Most satisfying moments:
When someone I’m mentoring proves me wrong… I know I’m done
mentoring.<o:p></o:p></i></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><i>Most important piece of
advice: Keep your personal standards higher than what anyone else
will ask of you.<o:p></o:p></i></span></li>
<li class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><i>Greatest achievement: I
have, with every project since 1979, developed friendships that I still
have today.</i><o:p></o:p></span></li>
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This is an email I received at work today. The title of this post is the subject line of that email. I added the prefix as a nod to the corporate email culture. (Way to kill a pun, isn't it, when you end up explaining it?!) I didn't suppress the name, because the credit for everything here (including this post) still goes to the wonderful person who wrote it.<br />
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I haven't ever had the opportunity to work with this person, and I usually scoff at widely distributed farewell emails, but this one, quite literally, made me tear up with joy. Specifically the italicized bits. And the subject line. Such humility is a mark of true greatness. This post is simply my way of paying respects to this gem of a person. May he continue to inspire others.</div>
Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-59566310779054772642019-01-06T00:02:00.001+05:302019-01-06T00:02:07.412+05:30Say hello to Denise<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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...who's the resident guinea pig at Raintree Veterinary Clinic where Mojo gets his acupuncture and other treatments every weekend.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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That's me trying to get friendly with her by feeding her lettuce, but she scampers off and hides as soon as she gets a chance. She's so utterly cute, and nice, though! She's scared but she neither digs in her nails when we pick her up nor does she bite.</div>
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Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-6816420084360541272019-01-04T23:59:00.001+05:302019-01-05T00:33:26.619+05:30Days of mindless indulgence<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
...like the ones I had yesterday and today totally kill the momentum that I gain on the other days when I am mindful.<br />
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Yesterday, for example, between 1:15-8:15 pm, it felt like I was constantly munching on something or the other. Had a fusion box, a chocolate brownie, and an iced tea from Box8 for lunch. Each time I passed the pantry, I picked a few morsels of बटाट्याचा चिवडा. Went out with a couple of old teammates in the evening and had peanut butter toast, fries, and a cappuccino. The husband wanted to have पाणी पूरी for dinner since his birthday last week, but we did something else instead, so we took the opportunity today, because the cook was on leave. However, my frustration wasn't the effect of binging, it was the reason it.<br />
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Today too, although I've been at home and have had to attend to Mojo's pee-routine every few hours, I've walked less than 3000 steps, and neither cycled, nor practiced Yoga. It's as if my mind has been in a fog and refused to participate in the real world. Procrastinating everything has been the order of the day.<br />
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And now, I don't even want to make any plans to recover from this tomorrow. Luckily for me, I know that it will happen, automatically.<br />
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It's been like this, two steps further and one step back, week after week, for the past couple of years. I've sort of given up trying to keep the momentum up for too long.<br />
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I'm just happy I now have goals in life. It's something I've never known previously, at least never practiced consciously or with any sincere effort. I've been an impulsive, obsessive person all through my teens, and have wasted time and efforts on people and things that did me no good, really. It's time now to divert those energies towards things that matter to me.<br />
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I sometimes wish I could hire someone to keep me focussed. Like some fella who hired a girl off of Craigslist to slap him each time he got distracted from his goal. However, misanthrope that I am, it's not a realistic solution for me. Nor do I know anyone who's jobless enough to want to do this for me. Also, it won't be possible for me to let someone tail me along all day at work--it would be flagged as a security threat. :D<br />
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Anyhoo. I hope that unproductive "episodes" like these get fewer and fewer over the years. I know that that will happen. I've just got to be patient and practice being mindful as often as I remember. For now, I take comfort in these words that I read somewhere today:<br />
"Remember how far you've come, not just how far you have to go. You are not where you want to be, but neither are you where you used to be."<br />
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...and the comfort food (सांजा) that I cooked this morning for brunch: <br />
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Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-72563515067403823132019-01-03T17:35:00.001+05:302019-01-04T12:51:25.654+05:30Books I started reading<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
...and am hoping to finish in the next few months or at least this year:<br />
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<li>Refuse to Choose - Barbara Sher</li>
<li>How to Hypnotise Anyone - Confessions of Rogue Hypnotist</li>
<li>Become Healthy or Extinct - Darryl D'Souza</li>
<li>The 80/20 Principle - Richard Koch</li>
<li>A New Science of Life - Rupert Sheldrake (first edition of Morphic Resonance)</li>
<li>Ramana Maharshi and the Path of Self Knowledge - Arthur Osborne</li>
<li>Life with My Guardian Angel - Richard Bach (the first ever RB book that I didn't devour right away)</li>
<li>Declutter Your Mind - S. J. Scott & Barrie Davenport (I found Headspace here and got distracted... talk about irony)</li>
<li>10-minute Digital Declutter - S. J. Scott & Barrie Davenport (irony again!)</li>
<li>You Are Smarter Than You Think - Thomas Armstrong</li>
<li>Level Up Your Day - - S. J. Scott &Rebecca Livermore</li>
<li>10-minute Declutter - S. J. Scott & Barrie Davenport (oh, the mother of ironies!)</li>
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And then there are these that I bought, but have barely even started reading: <br />
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<li>Autobiography of a Yogi - Paramhansa Yogananda</li>
<li>Shivaji: The Grand Rebel - Dennis Kincaid</li>
<li>Animal Farm - George Orwell</li>
<li>To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee</li>
<li>Break Free: Acceptance and Commitment Therapy in 3 Steps - Tanya J. Peterson (rolling my eyes at this now)</li>
<li>Thank Your Wicked Parents - Richard Bach (this isn't a linear read
anyway, and almost none of it is applicable to my situation,
thankfully!)</li>
<li>S.M.A.R.T. Goals Made Simple - S. J. Scott</li>
<li>How Google Works - Eric Schmidt</li>
<li>Talk Like TED - Carmine Gallo</li>
<li>Game of Life - Kanishka Sinha and Girish Manimaran</li>
<li>The Ultimate Writing Guide for Students - Grammar Girl / Mignon Fogarty</li>
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Those are too many for me to finish in a year, or even two! Also, I used to believe I'm more of fiction reader. Clearly, my preferences have changed over the years. Or, maybe these are things I thought I should read, rather than what I am really motivated to read. Maybe that's why I have had trouble completing any of them.</div>
Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-17132665985099853792019-01-02T18:22:00.000+05:302019-01-02T18:25:19.029+05:30Vegan omelette batter<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
...somehow looks better than that of an egg omelette. The latter may look better later and may even taste better, but there's something about this one that makes it look adorable to me.<br />
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For the record, I didn't eat this one, because I'm not too fond of tomatoes-onions-mint in my vegan omelette. I prefer mine with just plain coriander, probably because I loved the ones mom used to make. Dear old कोथिंबीर धिर्ड आणी लोणी--comfort food!</div>
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Side note: This used to be good old "veg omelette", but now that I am considering going vegan at some point, I'm so glad to realize that this will continue to be kosher. ;)</div>
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Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-77531301743751343362019-01-01T18:18:00.000+05:302019-01-01T18:18:35.163+05:30Raiding a stationery shop<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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...is what I did as my fun beginning to 2019!<br />
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I've been journaling more of less consistently since 2016, and have found immense help and encouragement as I read my previous entries all through 2018. Wanting to do more of it and to get better at it, I got myself these presents today.<br />
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The tiny one at the top has handmade paper, and I'm going to use it for doodling.<br />
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The black one is like a planner, and I'll use it for my daily to-dos and affirmations and reviews.<br />
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The blue ones are notebooks, which I intend to use for my Spanish class homework and exercises. I scribble with pencil on the textbook and erase it later, after I write down all of it in a <i>fair</i> notebook. During class, I use a rough book to make notes and do on-the-spot exercises.<br />
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The green and the magenta ones are what I will use for journaling. I've grown fond of that paper size and I need a hardcover book so that I can write fairly legibly even if I happen to be seated in a somewhat uncomfortable position.</div>
Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-49973898200735757652018-02-20T15:17:00.004+05:302019-01-01T18:03:22.976+05:30Spoon feeding vs encouraging self service<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
A team mate just pinged me with a problem statement. Instead of giving the answer right away, I led him through the process of understanding the problem itself. And he got it soon enough. But when I asked him to conclude or tell me what he understood and what his course of action would be, he clammed up. Or at least it seemed that way, because he didn't answer soon enough, and I was quite impatient to know whether it worked.<br />
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So then I said this... it's not a novel idea, but I've put it in my own words, and am quite happy with it, so here goes...<br />
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I apologize if that felt condescending. It is never my intention. Whenever someone comes to me with a question, I like to help by guiding them to understand the question/problem itself in the first place. If I give them the answer, they won't know the method of arriving at it. When we understand a problem, the solution feels very obvious. So wrapping our head around a problem is really the key to any solution. For me, the bonus in this way of helping is that, the questioner may then be able to arrive at their own method of solving the problem... alternative solutions! And that's how I get to learn too! So I'm being selfish, really.<br />
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Later, he pinged back saying he got what I was trying to do and he appreciated that style of knowledge sharing, and he felt comfortable approaching me with questions. That put me at ease.<br />
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I don't like to offend people, and I am quite non-confrontational, but I also love sharing knowledge in a way that truly helps people enable themselves to find their own answers rather than spoon-feeding. I am mostly scared of how others might perceive the way I say certain things, but I know my intentions are right. If i don't think the person on the other side is open to my style of response, I just shut up and walk away, or I do the least necessary bit and then walk away.</div>
Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-90135532117982121242017-12-20T19:04:00.004+05:302017-12-20T19:04:50.336+05:30Winter Solstice 2017<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Here's a lovely article on this topic, which includes fun things you could do with photography and the sun:<br />
https://www.vox.com/2016/12/20/14027402/winter-solstice-2017<br />
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And I'm going to start with my er... small steps... on the shortest day of the year. If can do "so much" on this day, I can do "so much more" on others. And if I manage to do "nothing" (that being quite difficult to achieve) on this day, I can do so much more of that too!<br />
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There's one thing I've had on my mind for a few years. And I might as well give that a go now that I'm thinking of "doing something" (whatever that means). There's a lovely little tree on my way to work and I have often thought of taking a picture of it every day for a year to compare how it changes colors and how its foliage looks glorious in all its forms. I've wondered about what would be an appropriate time for this activity, such that there's sufficient light to take a good picture and not too much traffic on that route and that I don't have meetings to attend at that time of the day. As of now, 12:30 pm comes to mind, because that's the official beginning of lunchtime at work, and so mostly there aren't any meetings scheduled around that time. Of course, there will be days when I can't make it at that time. In which case, I think 16:30 or 17:30 would be a good time. Anyway. I'll shut up now and just get to it tomorrow. Off to set a recurring reminder!</div>
Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-79996548525897236072017-08-19T02:07:00.005+05:302017-08-19T02:07:54.971+05:30Madagasikara - Day 05<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">So I went click-happy with our neighbors. The hut was about a mile away, the shrubs were all around, and the cautiously curious dog was furiously wagging her tail in her excitement at meeting us, but refused to come too close.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Then, on the last leg of the safari, which lasted only about an hour and a half, we saw these guys. The croc was about 12ft long, and was sunbathing with its jaws open. I guess it was too lazy to make breakfast and he wanted some in bed. :P</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Our boat ride ended at a village, which we had to pass through in a bullock (zebu, as they are called locally) cart. Twenty minutes of pain in the behind. I wasn't too happy for the bulls, either, poor fellows! Part of the road was submerged under water, even though it was farmland. Our cart owner brought his little son along. The path was so uneven that a </span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">few times during the ride,the plank (gosh, I don't know what it's called!) would slip off and a bull would stop or drag us in a different direction. A little 9-10YO lad ran alongside our cart for part of the way, and helped put it back in place! The things that rural kids do! City folk would shudder at the very thought of how dangerous something like this could be for their kids.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">This how the place looked from the outside. Apart from the dining area, it also had a karaoke room. The painting on one of the inner walls was a glimpse of the main tourist attraction of that place--the Tsingy. The little was hiding near a bamboo close to where the toilets were and he was so still that Pawan completely missed him after looking at him directly for a few seconds. I only noticed him accidentally. Or maybe my brain is better wired to spot non-human creatures. :P</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">A guide from another group brought them fruits and fruit peels. Tourists are told not to feed them so that they do not get dependent on humans, but once in a while some locals indulge them. People used selfie sticks to take pictures of the lemurs from up close. Thankfully, they weren't as cheeky as monkeys and didn't grab anyone's camera. :)</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">This one in particular caught my eye... see how coolly she's swaddled her baby and tied it up on her back so she can go about her day? Amazing!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Because he had better plans for us. He knew we liked calm, uncrowded places, so the boatmen stopped at a private spot next to someone's miniature farm. A bunch of kids surrounded us, but we gave them some eatables and then they left us alone. The meal, needless to say was amazing--they made pasta and a simple salad and we also had chilled juice from the cool box!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">While, we found a lone, dead tree branch some distance away as a cover to erm... cover our behinds while we relieved ourselves, the boatmen and the guide went about preparing our dinner. We asked for plain french fries, so they gave us exactly that. And then made a dessert out of banana, sugar, and wine! Man, those guys were resourceful!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">The full moon that night was a beautiful synchronicity. It was just the 5 of us in two tents, with this heavenly orb watching over us.</span></span><br />
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Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-2511314201636653052017-08-17T02:02:00.005+05:302017-08-17T02:02:59.908+05:30Madagasikara - Day 03<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Started with a wonderful breakfast in the airy, sunlit restaurant at around 9:30, and then headed off to the Tsiribihina river in our SUV. I made an attempt to drive for about 10 mins - yay! Didn't do more, because it would have slowed us down with me being careful and learning my way around the gears and pedals of the vehicle. The river entry was about 20 kms from the hotel. Our boatmen and their families rode with us into the village on the banks. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">While waited for the boat to be brought, a bunch of kids surrounded us and demanded (very sweetly) that we give them something. We gave away a few biscuits and some empty bottles, which they use to carry water to school sometimes. To get into the boats in the middle of winter season, we have to climb down the bank and walk about a hundred feet. River safaris are not allowed during the monsoons, of course--the rivers turn into muddy monsters and the crocs are annoyed at the lack of visibility.<br /><br />We saw a variety of boats cross us all through the morning. Other tourists, locals going up/down the river to different vilages/towns, fishermen going about their jobs, and some people ferrying grain via the river!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">We also saw people going about their chores, birds doing what they do, and reptiles chilling--until they saw us. One of the first sights as we began the safari was a baby croc (almost 2 mtrs, about 1-2 years of age) sunbathing at the edge of the water, not 20 feet away from us!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">The trees were fantastic too. The sun was beating down on us, but the water made us (okay only me) feel calm and serene.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">The river, in the middle of the winter was about a 100 mtrs wide. Imagine how swollen and angry it gets during the monsoons! I splashed about a it, because the water was so close... at the center, the edge of the boat was only about 4 inches above the water!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Soon after we got back from the waterfall and dried ourselves and changed, the guide got us dinner--another lovely meal. W</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">e went to sleep at about 10:00 or so, after chitchatting in the moonlight for a bit, in our tent, on a sandy slope. If it weren't for the mosquitoes, we'd have slept under the stars!</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"></span></span></div>
Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-31806265269170406542017-08-16T01:37:00.002+05:302017-08-18T11:24:43.064+05:30Madagasikara - Day 02<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">After just-enough sleep, I got up, showered, and went out to look around Cambre Du Voyageur in the daylight. There were about 8 teeny-tiny but comfy-neat-clean independent units with different layouts. The bathrooms were impeccable and adorable: a wash basin at the center, a shower area to the left, and toilet to the right, all at slightly different levels--easier to maintain. Wish I had pictures to show just how cute even those things were.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">The variety of plants crammed into that little plot was impressive. There were a couple of people cleaning and tending to the gardens all through the morning.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">The flowers were equally amazing: some dainty, some mimicking reptiles or insects, some very brightly colored, and they all seemed rather happy in their surroundings. Or maybe I was projecting! :P</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Every nook had some lovely detail worked into it to make the place even more interesting. Vines, statues, mirrors, window locks, salt-and-pepper shakers with unusual shapes, and well-reused bullock-cart!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">So, basically, we did just this for a couple of hours...</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">The restaurant also was so warm and welcoming, just like the people that ran the place. Every wall, every table, every corner had something that catches your eye.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">This was the wonderful team of people who ran the place. Only the hostess (leftmost in the pic) would be out and about asking people what they need and serving it. The others were either in the kitchen or the garden or doing chores elsewhere. They obliged very sweetly when I invited them for a picture.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">This place and the people were so delightful, </span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">I cried because </span></span>I didn't want to leave... <span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">this hasn't happened to me in 25 years!</span>! </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Around 11:00 am, we checked out and went to the local market, to shop for the stuff that would sustain us for the next 2 days on the river. The two boys helped carry the loads of vegetables and grains back to our SUV. Love those grins!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Then, we fueled up, passed through town and headed west to Miandrivazo. We made a stop for lunch at some point, but didn't find anything that we could eat, so we binged on chips and other such things that we carried from the Antsirabe market. O</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">ur guide and driver had their usual zebu meat and rice meal, </span></span>and while waiting for them, we sought refuge under a lone tree in a large open area where groups of kids played with abandon. I</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">t was quite hot outside, and we were warned to be careful about our stuff, so we didn't take out the camera for pictures.</span></span><br />
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Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-31509592102047024682017-08-15T02:23:00.000+05:302017-08-15T02:41:48.601+05:30Madagasikara - Day 01<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">#ThisDayIn2016</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">The fun began at 10:05 pm on Sunday
night, the 13th of August, when I called Meru to find out why I hadn't received
the details of our cab even though it was only 10 mins before the ride was
supposed to begin. The kind support agent very sweetly informed me that there
was no cab available, even though I had booked it a day in advance!</span><br />
<br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">After frantically trying Uber and
Wings, we finally got a positive response from Ola. In the meantime, I made a
spur-of-the-moment backup plan with my man-baby cousins to drive down in our
car, which they would then drive back. Thankfully, it didn't come to that.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">We started from home at 10:45 pm,
picked up cash from the ATM on the way, stopped for the cab to a refuel before
we got on to the expressway, and thence reached the Mumbai airport within 3
hours, making one ugly, last-minute detour because the driver didn't slow down
as instructed before the exit to the airport. Still, we arrived at the planned
time, and it was a relief for us as well as my parents back home who are always
anxious about catching buses/trains/flights on time.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">It was our first time at the
international terminus and I loved the peacock feather motif that was woven all
through airport. We got our checking bags plastic wrapped at 300 bucks a pop,
just because we wanted to see how it worked and it helped because we also did
not have secure locks for the zippers.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
<br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">It was our first time at the
international terminus and I loved the peacock feather motif that was woven all
through airport. We got our checking bags plastic wrapped at 300 bucks a pop,
just because we wanted to see how it worked and it helped because we also did
not have secure locks for the zippers. </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">It being a silent terminal, we
weren't bothered by the typical announcements at an airport. The queue-mates
were either all very calm or the late hour made sure they were all subdued. The
officials moved at a steady paced and we were in the boarding bay soon enough.
We were on our feet for the most part of 3 hours before we could board the
flight, but somehow I wasn't tired at all--maybe it was the excitement of our
first trip abroad together, which we meticulously and smartly researched and
planned.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">The <a href="http://www.etihad.com/en-in" target="_blank">Etihad
Airways</a> flight, which partners with Air Seychelles, took off at 5:20 am and
reached Mahé, the capital of Seychelles, at 8:15 am local time, an almost
4.5-hour flight. The first few sunrays bounced off the inner walls (I'm sure
there's a name for that, but I'm not going to bother finding out right now) of
the plane and got me all excited again instead of being tired. Pawan and I took
different seats and spread ourselves comfortably, because quite a few seats
were empty. We watched our own kinds of things on the in-flight screens and
then shared our excitement at what we each found; mine was a documentary,
Neurobiology/Psychology of Sports or some such and another one on Serena
Williams--yeah, when I play no sport at all.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">The <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mah%C3%A9,_Seychelles" target="_blank">Mahé</a> airport was cute a button, almost
literally--it might just be the smallest proper airport in the world. The
runway was right on the seashore! I am tempted to make an exclusive trip to that
place again, never mind the heat--I'll plan to go in the local winter season,
of course. We didn't have to bear any of the heat on this trip, because our
connecting flight was in less than a couple of hours, and we had to freshen up
and grab a bite in the meanwhile. From here we got on to a proper <a href="https://www.airseychelles.com/en-in" target="_blank">Air
Sey</a><a href="https://www.airseychelles.com/en-in" target="_blank">che</a><a href="https://www.airseychelles.com/en-in" target="_blank">lles</a>
flight to Antananarivo (Tana) at 10:05 am, which lasted almost 2.25 hours.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Since the flight was only half-full,
we got ourselves into different seats and stretched out. A proper hot breakfast
was served, but I somehow ended up with a chicken patty of some sort. I happily
ignored it an munched on the potato wedges and the other stuff. For was of no
concern to me at the moment--I was high on excitement.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antananarivo">An</a><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antananarivo" target="_blank">tananarivo</a>, or Tana, as the locals
refer to it--thankfully, because that's a tongue twister of a name--has the
airport next to a water body too. We reached at the scheduled time of
arrival--11:50 am, and it took us only than an hour to get our immigration check
and our on-arrival visas in hand.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">The first thing I did after that was
to buy a Telma (some combination of Téléphone+Madagasikara?) connection: A SIM card
with a calling package worth 52000 Malagasy Ariary (MGA) per hour and a 1 GB
internet pack worth MGA 25000 MGA, which was less than INR 1300. We took turns looking
after the luggage while the other scouted the area for our tour guide and checked
out the various counters to find out what other things we'd need. We did come
across some officials who wanted to extract a bribe, or to set us up with a
specific set of porters, or both, but we managed to evade them by pretending to
not understand what they were saying. The phone connection was activated right
away, and it helped us get in touch with the tour guide who came to our rescue.
Next, we got some of our INR exchanged for MGA at one of the many government-operated
exchange offices (nooks, more like) within the airport premises.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Our travel agent/manager, whose
company is simply named <a href="http://madagascar-tour-guide.com/" target="_blank">Madagascar Tour Guide</a>, was Andry, a
guy about our age who I had spoken to a few times over the phone before we finished
planned the whole trip earlier in July. He suggested that we exchange the bulk
of our money with his friend, who would give us a better exchange rate than the
national service provider/bank. We did the transaction right outside his bank,
and parted with about half of the cash, which was his fees for the tour anyway.
It was tad unsettling, because we were handling millions and I had to be extra
careful not to drop a bundle here or there, the ace klutz that I am.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">At the same spot, Andry introduced us
to our driver, Johnny, and guide and savior for the trip, his cousin Rina. All of
these, are, of course, shortened or taken names, their Malagasy names being
longer and a tad difficult to pronounce. They also loaded sets of utensils and
containers that we'd be taking along on our river safari. Then, it was time to
begin the 4-hour long road trip to Antsirabe, a town about 130 kms south
of Tana. Immediately outside Tana, we stopped for fuel, had a couple of excellent
cappuccinos to keep us fresh, and were greeted by a lovely rainbow out of the
blue (it was winter there)--almost like Madagaikara was welcoming us. Thrilling!</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">It was beautiful drive, and despite
the lack of sleep, I didn't feel too tired. Pawan and I kept chattering away
with Rina and each other, immensely enjoying the view. The roads were narrow but
smooth, and we saw hills and rivers and plains and farmland and houses on
either side all through our journey. There was patches of empty land or hills
between the villages we crossed and they were all so calm and blissful despite
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Voyageur</a>, a rustic-yet-modern, clean, ADORABLE little resort. We freshened
up and went for dinner in their CUTE little restaurant. Miriam (I hope remember
her name correctly), the hostess, even though she could manage very little
English, was so courteous and kind and motherly and sweet. They didn't have many
vegetarian options, so she made us a really simple but heavenly salad out of
avocado, tomato, cheese, garnished with a little spring onion--I was so full of
gratitude at the sight of it. She then served us a strawberry mousse, which was
tiny but super yummy.</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
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the money, sorted and stacked it into recognizable piles and assigned safekeeping+counting
roles. Pawan is quite sane and dependable in these matters, bless him! I spent
considerable time admiring the neatness of the room, and then we had a little walk
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I saw this picture on the internet today--on my jigsaw game portal, to be precise, which is why I can't give a link/credit to the actual picture--and it struck a chord.<br />
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This is what "right now" feels like to me. This is how/where I've been over the past few months. It feels like I could be sitting right there on that shore, looking at this view, and I'd feel exactly the same as I've been feeling these past months. It's melancholic and scary while being stunningly beautiful. That shade of blue just depicts how strong the forces of nature can be. They're the forces of death and of life, and words cannot do justice to the kind of feelings they invoke.<br />
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My emotional roller-coaster ride has lasted for a few months now. As on a real roller-coaster, I'm afraid not of death--in case the ride fails--but of the fear that I might vomit on someone or soil my pants--I'd never get in a ride with a skirt on--or end up disabled or in a vegetative state and not be able to be my fiercely independent self. I'm not scared of death but of not being able to live while still being alive.<br />
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(And, of course, Phoebe. Just... Phoebe. There's no logic to it. I just feel like I have to mention her. All thoughts seem incomplete without her in the background. She's just... around. My baby. My guardian angel. I love her.)</div>
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Phoebe's the former since she left a Phoebe-shaped hole in our lives when she 'left' about a month ago. I'm the latter, because I'm always on edge and always on the lookout for things that might hurt our remaining pooch, Mojo.<br />
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The anti inflammatory medication that we are giving him has played havoc with his system. He seems to have lost all the strength that he had gained over the past few months. I'm only hoping and praying that the one thing that has been consistently well with him all this while--his appetite and digestion--continues to stay that way.<br />
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We can handle issues that are visible and tangible, but we're losing patience with the 'unknowns'; we've been dealing with way too many of them. We have, of course, expressed our concern to the vet, and have tapered the dose sooner with his agreement. I'm anxious to know whether it slows down the downward spiral he seems to be going into. Today evening--a day since we halved the frequency--it seemed like his continence was slightly better, and he was taking some weight on his left hind leg, which seemed weaker yesterday. When I asked about it, the vet said that the positive effects of the medication may take a couple months to become apparent. I hope the positive effects of <i>stopping </i>it are visible sooner.</div>
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Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-69383053955765093502017-05-16T23:44:00.001+05:302017-05-17T11:34:20.281+05:30Living in metaphors<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I've been quite addicted to playing a particular game on my phone these past few months. One of its features is that a bunch of boards are freshly available each day for players to solve. I've had a 65 day streak (as yet unbroken) of completing those. I've never had a 65 day streak of anything. Except maybe pining away for my boyfriend when I was young and stupid. But that's not some achievement, is it? What's so special about the game then? Not like I'm doing anything worthwhile here too.<br />
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The thing with this game is that it combines two of my favorite things, and maybe something I can claim to be skilled at, if only at an amateur level: pattern matching and path finding. And the reason why I'm playing so often is that it makes up for the things I can't solve IRL. When things are too chaotic, when I have difficult decisions to make based on too many choices with way too many risks, it's easy to be distracted by something that's readily available and that gives me an instant sense of achievement. Solving a bunch of boards--even difficult ones--makes me feel like I'm in control and can solve problems by myself and gives me a mini-confidence boost, however fleeting.</div>
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Also, I have quite a few epiphanies while I'm solving those boards. The way I sometimes solve a difficult board, or find a path after multiple failed attempts, or take too long to discover patterns that were right in front of me all the while, all seem like metaphors for how I am doing at 'life'. If only I showed diligence in recording them as and when they occurred to me! But then, that seems like such a chore while I'm thoroughly engaged and enjoying myself at the game. I guess I will make an effort from now on. It's only a matter of switching to a different app and typing in the words that have already occurred to me.</div>
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Pallavi Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772902466628490680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28739339.post-54885895592729800082017-05-10T18:14:00.001+05:302017-05-10T18:14:28.823+05:30It would've been a joyful anniversary<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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... if not for the fact that a quarter of our little family isn't here with us any more. This day, eight years ago, we brought Phoebe and Mojo home. It was a childhood dream for both of us, and we decided to fulfill it as adults, because now no one would be able to give us false choices like 'either you or the dog stays here'.</div>
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I remember we went to bed after settling the pups in theirs, and in just a few minutes my little baby began whimpering, looking for her mommy and her littermate to snuggle with. We had decided to be strict with them and not get them into the habit of sleeping in our beds. All that resolve melted in less than half an hour. I couldn't bear to 'let her be' while she called out for some warmth and safety. I was, after all, her mommy now.</div>
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Phoebe moved on from our lives almost three weeks ago, and I'm trying to come to terms with the void she left behind. It's difficult to be sad for too long, though, when we think of her, because we remember her antics and can't help but laugh out loud at some memory or the other.</div>
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Goodbye, my angel. And thank you for filling our lives with joy. :*</div>
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I have grown to fear failure to such an extent that the smallest of tasks intimidate me. Like today morning, when I had to wash a soiled mattress cover. I had already soaked it in antiseptic and hot water last night, folded - to avoid getting any "material" directly on my hands. That was the smartest part of the task, which I had already gotten over with. This morning, instead of making breakfast, I asked the husband to get some snacks, because I wanted to take care of that soaked cover first, so that I could add it to a wash cycle in the machine with other doggie-cleaning fabrics. I told him that it would take me "at least" 15 mins to do that, during which he could get us breakfast so that we don't delay the tasks to be done further in the day. As if I couldn't put an end date on a cloth-washing task!</div>
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Then I actually went into the bathroom, got started on it methodically, as I had thought out in my head but dared not verbalize - for fear of failure - and I was actually done in 15 minutes. I was thrilled to find out I could complete a task, and to do it in the time I estimated! It also meant that my estimate was correct, and that tickles me for some reason!</div>
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I've become wary of putting out estimates, because I've been failing to deliver (as per my own expectations, which are typically higher than what others expect of me, I've noticed). And, oh, just as I am typing this, I had an epiphany. The reason why I fail at achieving what I planned with a task, is because I do too many things at a time. My priorities are constantly shifting. And I spend way too much time in my head, overthinking and overanalyzing. Reminds me of those instances when we pass an exit or a turn we're about to take, and the map app audio goes: "recalculating..." I think I could do with slowing down a bit and focussing on fewer things.</div>
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