Enjoy the scenery, I'm going to be busy.

Work season, so busy, but you can enjoy the view in the meantime, be back blogging soon. These are some of my favourite wallpapers.

Three rights make a wrong, huh!

Good to be back and updating my blog.  Had been and still am busy with my work. It's seasonal and have to put in extra hours during seasons.  I have a good reason to be blogging, like yesterday I experienced a funny situation where something got screwed and it wasn't anybody's fault, perfect setting, three rights don't necessarily make a right!

My friend, a Haryanvi Brahmin, wanted to have chicken for dinner, but being really naïve in the art of kitchen shopping, asked for my directions. I educated him on the necessity of learning this art (in case he wanted to surprise his future wife with a romantic dinner), and I gave him the directions to the nearest meat shop. He went away, came back happy he had a bargain.

Now, when I took the meat out to cook, lo! there was pork, no chicken. He was surprised. What had happened was he had taken the route as directed, but unfortunately came to a pork vendor first, and uneducated in the art of recognizing meat (remember he is a Haryanvi Brahmin), he without much ado and inquiry got a kilogram of it, believing it to be chicken.  The vendor didn't find it necessary to tell him it was pork, because it was  pork.

I was not at fault, he was not at fault, he was following instructions, the vendor was not at fault, and we ended up having pork instead of chicken. Three cheers.

Just in passing, Mahatma Gandhi's "The Story of My Experiments with Truth" is a must read.

Interesting Things

The world is not such a boring place after all, one just needs to look and observe. Take this place for instance, it rains every alternate days and the roads come thigh deep in water and it's a pleasurable nuisance coming back from work, feeling safe yet at the same time vulnerable. The people here never swear, almost, I've never heard any of the auto drivers swear, which speaks tons about the general attitude of the people here, (it's a different story in Delhi).

Paulo Coelho's "The Alchemist" has a certain moralistic story inside the major narration wherein it is shown that true happiness is in being neck deep in flood water yet thanking the Gods for the rain...or sort of...it's the way how one looks at it.

So even if you are fallen atop a cactus "praised be the Lord, the plant is safe!" and "what nice flowers" is exactly the secret to everlasting happiness.

I just remembered, my blog/diary would never be complete without a mention of individuals who have inspired me (asides my family and Fiancée)... Fr. Francis Xavier, SDB, who last I heard was in Dimapur; the late Prof. Jaffri, English Department, Jamia Millia Islamia, and among my peers, Guneshwori Philem, who inspite of certain traumatising events, is today a succesfull mom; Dr. Supriya Keisham, hardworking, fussy mademoiselle.

My respects to you all.