Happy Thoughts

"You shouldn't strive for personal happiness until you've taken care of everyone in the world who is starving or doesn't have adequate medical care"
by
Howard Cutler, MD, coauthor with the Dalai Lama of The Art of Happiness in a Troubled World.

Anesthesia

February 2005, a month to be remembered. Mom had a surgery. My Uncle lied to me that surgery was on Sunday Afternoon. I reached the hospital Saturday night; and find Mom in ICU after her surgery. I was allowed to go in with special permission. I stood there staring at her tired face and at the needles and tubes. She opened her eyes, looked at me, softly: “You came now? You look tired…did you take bath? You must be really dusty. Go and take a shower first…else I will start sneezing” ….she goes back to sleep!! I was like …”Mom, you are supposed to be under anesthesia? “. Came out…and When I went to see her next day morning, I made sure that I wore one of my best clothes and of course after taking shower. She said she did not remember complaining about my dusty body on the previous night.

Coming to 29th March 2007 now: After suffering from severe back ache for couple of days, I decided to make use of Chiropractic benefits provided by my health insurance company. But, the shock of the first visit was her treatment. Doctor said she will need me under anesthesia before she practices her modern chiropractic techniques on me. Don’t ask me how nervous I was. My roomy said she will accompany me, I immediately accepted the offer. Then apart from my roomy, "he" said "he" will be with me and "he" will talk to Doctor before they start the treatment. You know how it is…right? In situations like this, sometimes you don’t even trust God. There were three ladies ahead of me waiting for the same treatment. I was the youngest of all. They were giving me those stares which clearly meant “Thank god!! I did not have this problem when I was of your age” … Well, I was there, cursing my “one class” Yoga instructor who never came, and the one who used all her energy to straighten my back. :(

Doctor was trying hard to explain what she was going to do. Me… I had no clue about what she was explaining. My ears were deaf to hear anything from anybody. I called “him”, and gave the phone to the Doctor. I think Doctor taught “him” the whole science of chiropractics; I did not get any chance to talk to “him” before I entered the hall. :(

Entered the hall..my roomy followed after taking permission from another Doctor, but my Doctor sent her back saying she should not witness their treatment. The anesthesia doctor looked funny and nice; I didn’t want to go by looks this time.

Me: Does it hurt?
Doctor : Were you ever hit by a truck?
Me: NO!!
Doctor: Well then, you will experience it now!!
Me : (trying hard to getup from my bed)…NOOOOO….

Everybody in the room started laughing... I felt a pinch when he inserted the needle into my arm. Next step… he is asking me my age!! My doctor is making fun of me…she is just 13!! I wish I was…anyway; let’s not get into those details now.

Doctor comes to me now with a syringe filled with something white in color… I asked again…
Me : Does it hurt?
Doctor : Were you ever hit by a truck?
Me : Oh Please. Not the same joke..
Doctor : what’s your age…
Me : I am……

That’s it!! When I open my eyes, feeling heavy in head; my roomy is in the room. Before I asked anything she told me “You were crying that you want your Mom, so they asked me to be your Mom for now”.

I : Really? Did I cry? ….tears in my eyes again…I want to see my Mom.. L
She : yes. You said that…and stopped for a while. I thought you were okay…but you started off again after a while.

Ha ha ha ha… I was thinking about that for sometime and I suddenly remembered how my mom complained about me when she was in ICU. I always used to think how she could speak all that in her sleep. But, now I know how. Just like how I started crying for her when I was sleeping.

Parents are just like god. We remember them often when we are in pain. Good news….mmmm, mostly they are not one among the first ones to know. Isn’t it? I thank my Mom for being such a great friend of mine; because of which she is actually the first person to know everything most of the times. Good as well as bad ones…

And, my back ache? Its GONE!! I am all set for my weekend Yoga sessions.

10 + 1 (SIDE) Effects of crying:

1. Swollen and Red eyes - rubbing them harshly while attempting to wipe of all the tears at one single shot.

2. The "I don’t want to talk to you" Face

3. Head ache - Breaking your head all night wondering about why you cried!!

4. Plump cheeks – By holding lips together so tightly; those cheeks will start looking plump.

5. Dry lips - because of dehydration.

6. Guts to face your boss with the feeling of "I don’t like what you are asking me to do" - you don't care!! Right?

7. Dirty stares to a colleague who always bugs you by his/her cheap and useless talks - You know what? I don't like you

8. You will start missing all your friends from all the corners of the world - I want someone to feel bad about my precious tears.

9. Lot of work gets done, as you shorten lunch and coffee breaks - You are sick of answering everyone about your red eyes, head ache...etc etc etc.

10. Eat less - well, that’s a good thing. You watch the diet without being conscious about it.

The most important one; it happens on the next day. Very irresistible and the only thing which will get you out of that sad mood is - "SHOPPING"!! ha ha ha... "I wish I had another credit card"!!! :)

10 things from my childhood

I was tagged by TLT to write about 10 things from my childhood. Here we go. Some cute things I remember,

1. He was my Enemy:
I do not remember doing something like this, but I now this by my Mom who always mentions this when she starts telling someone how jealous I could get. It seems when my brother was born, I never liked him as he took away all the attention I used to get from Mom, neighbors and relatives. Once, when Mom was inside kitchen and my brother on the floor smiling at me, I thought that was best time to send him out of the house. I pulled him by catching his leg (with the bed sheet he had under him) all the way till the door. After mission was accomplished I came back to kitchen and told Mom , he is gone. Now it is only me!! Mom ran to the entrance to find my brother lying there...crying loudly. ha ha ha ha....you can imagine the consequences. I used to refuse reading comics for him. paapada huduga. But now, I love him. He is just 1 year 9 months younger to me, still I feel he is a kid.

2. I played with Electricity:
A very curious little girl I was ... I and my brother weere alone at home when Mom went to Library. I had a baby cut and my hair was controlled by that thin metal made hair band. I was sitting in one corner with Balamangala(Kanada comic book). All of a sudden, my eyes fell on those electricity plugs. I started wondering what will happen if I insert the two ends of my hair band into those two holes of plug, that's it. I was in action soon...BHAD!! The whole house went dark. My brother started crying loudly.

3. I broke my hand:
After the school, I always went home early like a good girl. One day we stayed back in the convent for group studies. There was our favorite tree whose branches were reachable if I stood on the steps. I climbed the steps , stood there holding the branches by both of my hands. My friend started pushing me in the air...we were playing Jhoola. After a while hands started paining, and then I asked her to stop pushing me. God knows%

4. Injection fear:
Hilarious... I could barely even walk because of fever. My pappa took me to the hospital on his Bicylce. I hardly opened my eyes. My bad, Mom was also sick during that. So, Dad wanted my fever to go as soon as possible. Doctor suggested a injection. That’s it, the word "injection" made me open my eyes. Doctor turned around to prepare his syringe Pappa went downstairs to get the tablets .... And me? I got down from the bed, started running to streets. That is all I remember. Mom says I managed to come home only with tablets. :)

5. Learning to ride bicycle:
Every afternoon when Pappa is home for lunch, I used to take the liberty of riding bicycle all by myself. I used to push the bicycle all the way up the small hump on the road. And then sit on that and shoooooo go down till I fall down... :) it was fun. Only bad part is those marks on my knees, few of them still exist. :(

6. I got my nose pierced :
I always liked those nose rings which Marwari girls in my class wore. I was in second standard and my brother in UKG. When I was pestering Mom to get one ring for my nose, my brother pestered her to remove the rings off his ears. She took both of us to the Achari(Glodsmith). He successfully removed the rings from my brother’s ears and turned towards me to pierce my nose. Mom was holding me tight remembering how many times they had to take me to Glodsmith while piercing ears. I always screamed lot and used to mess up the whole process. But this time, no aaw and not even a drop of water from my eyes.

7. Why did I get second rank in second standard's midterm exams?
It was again second standard. I was very very bad at studies. Some one who was made to stand during the half the time in a day for not being able to answer the questions asked by my teacher. One day, she called me near board
to solve some math sum. I stood there staring at the black board without any clue about what to do. She got angry. taaap .. Slap!! My nose started bleeding for its own reasons. But, teacher was scared. Mom was called. That is when Mom started sitting with me with a stick when I did my home work everyday. Thanks Mom.

8. Sambar fiasco:
I was supposed to participate in a debate competition on the next day. Mom had written a very beautiful speech for me to defend myself and asked me to read it. Next day morning, during breakfast she asked me to get the Sambar to the table from Kitchen. I was singing and walking. God knows what happened; I dropped the whole vessel on my foot. Mom was very furious because she had too les of a time to prepare something for our breakfast. I don't remember what we ate that day. Then, she asked me to say what I learnt from her write up!! I ...blank!! She became more furious. When she platted my hair, I made thousands of nakhras and told her how bad it was. That’s it, mom was very angry now. I got nice scolding and one or two on my back also. That is when I decided to take it seriously. I studied the write up which Mom wrote for me all the way till school and believe me I won the first prize. Mom still remembers the whole incident when she sees that steel glass which was my prize for this.

9. When I sang on stage:
I had learnt two patriotic songs from my convent school. When I went to Navodaya School, I was too excited about taking part in every single competition. Forget about how many prizes I won. I went on stage ... started.. "Deeksheya kodu inde.... kankana kattende..." (Kannada song). The whole school started making noise. I dont know how crazy I was, I enjoyed even when they were singing with me and clapping....actually that was the sign for me to stop singing and come down. I thought they were encouraging me.

10. In the morning.....by the sea
The loveliest, event of my school day that year. I think 10 of us, the youngest of the whole school danced for this song. I was an engineer in that musical. I had to sing(Lyrics are not completely right.. poor memory :( ) :

In the morning, In morning In the morning by the sea ....
I am a single girl and if I was to marry.
I would marry an Engineer more than anybody
He can build it, I can build it
Both can build together
Getting up in the midnight and building house together..
In the morning...

ha ha ha ha .. I am an engineer now...not house building. :)

I wish ...

When I read about space walks, I wish I was an Astronaut

When I read about Nobel prizes, I wish I was a Scientist

When I read about so much fame and prize, I wish I was a winner of some reality show

When I read about so famous centuries, I wish I was a cricketer

When I read about booker prizes, I wish I was a writer

When I read about the costliest of wedding lehanga, I wish I was a movie star

When I read about gold medals and car prizes, I wish I was one sports star

When I read about wealthiest people on earth, I wish I was the gerat share holder of all the BIG companies


AND .... When I am writing this….

trinn ...trinn.... phone rings ..

Me# Hello
Phone # Hi, is it ##### team?
Me# (proudly) yes. I am from ##### team.
Phone# Do you know why we are missing $$$$$ in ***** report?
psssssssssss ...... :(

Okay ...fine!! I know what I am !!

It is a very very looooooooooooooooooong week.

Last week I had one holiday and another day I spent in training. Considering that, I had a very short week. I worked for only 3 days.Don't ask me how many hours a day I work... But, when it comes to filling my timesheet, I am worth of only 8 hours in a day!! What about my remaining hours? :( krr ...krr..krrr....scraching my head!!

And this week, I feel as if I have been working continuously since last one year!! Loooong days at office and very very short nights..less sleep :(. I wish I was working from India this week, I would have had a holiday tomorrow. :(
.... .... ...

Happy Republic Day !!

A KILLING Weekend!!

I had a killing weekend!! :( Do you wanna know what was so killing about it? Well, I killed time. Reminded me of my Hyderabad weekends. Oh come on...not even to that, there I could atleast walk upto my favourite Panipuri place to spice up my boring weekend. This weekend, I might have looked at the clock atleast once in every 10 minutes. I was inside with myself, cold, cough, fever, TV, laptop and books.

I watched 7 complete movies, finished one of those books which I was reading since months, drank lot of haldi and milk, also caough syrup, went through all the old magazines, listened to lot of music and finally decided to think about how nicely I spent my weekend. The only good thing I did was, laundry!!!

Brief note on the movies I watched,

1. One True Thing => Oh yes, very Senti movie for a Satuirday morning. I said to myself "Love what you have" through this movie
2. Sabrina => One of those transformation tales, where our hero falls in love with the upgraded version of beauty and fakes that he is truly in love with her, even with the older version of beauty. I completely ignored the merger part of it!!
3. Deliver Us from Eva => Its all about this tough gal who falls for a guy who is setup to date her by the Husband/Boy friends of her sisters.
4. A Few good men => Hey hey hey...didn't they forget to mention about Demi Moore also with the other men in the title? Movie was a smart one.
5. 28 days => Sandra Bullock could get over her drinking problem.
6. Hyderabad Blues => Like any other telugu gals she also fell for this NRI, an engineer from Atlanta!!
7. Godavari=> A very very very long movie...but a cute love story.

and, my cough? it is still the same...bothering me a lot. I hope it will not bother my colleugues tomorrow at work.

oh God, I looked at the clock again...I think blogging is also not helping me.. :(