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...

I don't write too often because for one I do not own a functional laptop.I have to sneak into my brothers whenever he takes a break from heavy geology work he seems to be neck deep in, all the time.That is his speciality by the way.Everything is in place for now.I am done with most of the paperworks and another fortnight or so should see me in England if it is the Lord's will.In the meantime I am preparing to travel to Delhi for my paper submission,etc.My friend Anu has been literally hauling me on her shoulders helping me every step of the way.She was my room-mate in college some twenty years ago.We have remained friends. People often wonder aloud why I do what I do? My cousin always says that I am someone who is basically a 'Head ' girl!I do function with my heart as well but not to make overtly stupid decisions. I know when to walk away ,when to walk towards ,when to say 'enough!' on most occassions. My mother has full faith in the goodness of all of her ...

The last but three months have been educative to say the least,Apart from doing the rounds of four major cities sans Mumbai for my paperworks,I also had an oppurtunity to see a huge part of Sikkim.WHat was surprising was the joy of seeing the seasons unfold at home in Mangan.I have never been around home for an extended period ,three months in breaks.This year I saw the oranges come and go,mulberries in season,bananas,brocoli,raddishes,peas,potatoes,asperagus,herbs of all kinds.ginger.garlic..and the seasonal fruits and vegetables ....Now the grapes are flowering and so are the peaches and plums of different variety and colour.I have been able to sit back and enjoy it with my parents whose daily rythemn seem so much entwined with nature,flowers,birds and bees.My dad at eighty six and my mom at eighty one have a full life.....I pray I might be so at that age. I had the privellage to spend time with my siblings...all of them at different times and in different circumstance.Considering ...

It has been the strangest month to say the least.I should have been in the UK but I found myself in the odd position of having done the wrong ielts and therefore my stint was postponed. It was a prayer answered for my aunt who had an appointment with Kenny for her spine.She had a disc prolapse in C3 and C4 and was somehow convinced she would be healed in CMC although she could have got the surgery done in the best of institutions in Delhi free of cost,thanks to uncle's CGHS facilities.Churches were praying for her. Kenny was a little apprehensive about the surgery slot because he was travelling and the slots were filled up till May."Incase" ,he said there is too much of delay he could make arrangements in baptist ,bangalore with a friend of his.It was a joy to meet Kenny as usual and just when  the greetings were over Kenny got a phone call. Someone had just then cancelled a surgery. My aunt got the slot right away.Kenny kindly arranged for admissions the same day so t...

Sauntering around Delhi waiting for a paper to be delivered by the indian postal service,I needed a book to read.My sister and my neice suggested reading ,'Boy in striped pajamas' by John Boyne.The book is caricatured around Auswitz during the holocaust of the second world war.A deeply disturbing book,written in a childlike language but speaks a grown up  language.It is a deeply disturbing book to say the least.When one steps back and looks at the book from a distance it gives one a voyeur's look into human lives .That is what it was actually like! In the final leg of my visa application I realised I needed a TB screen for pulmonary tuberculosis.I had done one in my hospital before I left but I realised I needed to do it in an allocated hospital.I got my appointment booked from the airport and sardarjee cab driver  dropped me to the hospital at nine in the morning.The doctor I had an appointment with in her small talks mentioned  that her entire family was in Ashford ,s...