What gives

It is little over a week since I have been to England.I am yet to join work .I am waiting for my I'd check by the home office after which I join work.I have checked into my accommodation and am spending my time studying ,revising my medicine protocols,talking to folks at home,walking miles together and enjoying the good food. In the meantime Annie's results were out and she has scored well enough somewhere in the late eighties with 92 in English and a 96 in psychiatry. I actually was not sure what I could make of the results and asked everyone around if she seemed happy with the result.That is what comes from living life in your own terms I guess.Good grades are important for a kid but being a good human being takes you further along, by the way. A high scoring person may get the best deals in life but a good person will make sure that that the deal one gets is done in the best possible way because all our lives are intertwined.Someone has to pay the price for a job not well...

Went swimming for two consequtive afternoons with my niece. Learnt three new techniques.Hopefully I will be able to follow it through before I leave for UK. My niece is going through her interviews for her colleges.She has appeared for two interviews and got through both.Our admissions were strictly based on board results.Interesting times this. Meanwhile the heat in Delhi is terrifying.The day after I had to go for my paper submission I caught the heat.What would you expect flying in from 9 degree with sweaters and blankets to 43 degrees .I did not loiter in the heat outside nevertheless was bedridden on lots of fluid and pampering from my sister. I took all of thirty six hours to recover.In the meantime I could have brief chats with Sheba,enroute to Lalitpur, Muani,Divya..... I am also enjoying the crispness of the language in 'Times'magazine and going through droves of it in these uncertain times. The world seems so fragile in every which ways. The rhetorics across the...

Three days in a row, a helicopter through rain and sun is scouring the banks of Teesta for something.My mother thinks that they must be searching for some clue about something that the rain might have washed in from the hills above.She sadly concluded that it might be personals.It has been raining like the monsoons in between the sun and even bouts of hail. Last saturday we had planted a host of sun-flowers and the sprouts had come out beautifully .We were at uncle's for lunch when it started raining cats and dogs.Monda's Jenny, a healthy egg-laying chicken ,which is living on her roof-top ,a butt of a lot of jokes, was frightened to the core.Even as the rains started getting out of control ,Monda was on the rooftop equally out of sorts ,lamenting about her country chicken ,Jenny settled itself on a ledge on the other side of the roof.She had to call Diki to rescue her chicken even as we ran heltor-skeltor ,which she did masterfully. The chicken which apparently was a present...