everything happens for a reason.

I suffer from MPD(multiple personality disorder) ..one day some voice in my head told me to go join yoga classes.. “Huh? Yoga.. Why?” I asked… just go join and don’t ask too many questions, the voice snapped back.. Ok first step. No not hunting for yoga schools near my home..that’s 2nd step..1st step is convincing my friend SR to join me :D. i dint want to go alone!. “lets go, its supposed to be real good, not just for physical health but for mental stability too, relives stress and blah blah blah I went on.. she wasn’t convined..” early morning?” so early in the morning? So so early in the morning? :( yoga? Really? she asked…Ye ! ye! It will be wonderful, u can sleep later, u can sleep in the office , u can sleep in the bus and such similar crap I said and managed to convince her... so now the yoga classes near our homes.. a 20 yr old school.. Great! I call up and ask the timings..everything is fine for me.. but new problem, SR has problem with the location of the school and the 5.30a...

Today in the HINDU newspaper, I came across this photo of a woman clinging on to her 3 ducks and crying. Before handing them over to the authorities for culling in West Bengal which is reeling under the bird flu threat. .. It may seem funny for some, but I was somehow touched.. donno why.. The fact that this woman is shedding a few tears for her pets, shows the kind of attachment she had for them… The birds in the picture seemed to know as well…maybe they would miss her too.. … A human – animal bonding… actually I thought that the birds were somehow lucky.. Here was somebody crying out for them and would be missing them.. Sometimes even humans aren ’t that lucky…

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Why didn ’t u attend the interview? Dr M asked… I,err dint like the office.. I mean the place. I mean it dint feel nice.. I said sheepishly looking down at the floor.. What do u mean? DR M asked bewildered.. I don’t know sir, I said genuinely trying to look apologetic.. he softened down, maybe he thought I would start crying.. hmm that’s alright, sometimes your intuition might be right.. he said, as he walked back into his room.. I hopped back into the lab, with a grin,- phew, convincing Dr M was so much more difficult than my parents! My dad doesn ’t even know, and my mom said, fine do as u wish! :D.. OK first the background…Dr M was the head of the biggest dept in this R& D center of a US based bio tech company. and I was working there as a consultant on a particular project.. it was not a permanent job, but the money was good(much better than what a just out of college microbiologist would get) and the exposure was great…and the situation was that the project was coming to...

Things are going horribly wrong in life... Professionally, its become tooooo nice and charmless, that i would like some change soon.. personally i need a revamp.. rethinking of where i want to be and what i want... lots of questions, very little answers.. bewildered iam looking at people and their attitude...sometimes we need to get hurt by people closest to us, to learn something absolutely necessary i guess... is it?.... the end of the year is always gloomy for me... time to go back and see how the year was...fret over uncompleted targets, regret various things, wishing that i hadn't behaved the way i did with certain people and in certain situations ... of course there are good things to remember also, but this year the bad over shadows the good... hope and faith are the 2 things which keep us going i guess... so hoping that the new year is better than the current one... and having faith in myself that i will work towards making this new year a better one for me and my fami...

I haven’t really traveled much by air.. and whatever times i have traveled by flight, has been within India, though it has been in one of the longest routes, the delhi- blore route of 2 and half hrs of flight time... So the other day I was traveling from banglaore to trivandrum by flight... for an audit as a part of my work all alone. Since I wasn’t paying for it and was on a official tour, i was quite upbeat!.. I was taking a morning flight of "blah blah" airlines (wont disclose the name) to trivandrum, no wait thiruvananthapuram.. The flight was delayed by over an hour. No probs.. A mallu dude, 1 yr three month old irfan was keeping us entertained!!... With his deafening screams and running from one end to another end with his dad on tow was hilarious!.. He was one handful.. Chubby to the extent of resembling a football and wearing more gold than i have ever worn in my entire life, he was a delight! mmmuuaah! :)... Oh well! blore - cochin flight is announced, i said bye to ...

That’s how it is when one is swinging!! I love swings!! Those small seats tied to 2 ropes which goes wheeeeeeee back and forth, up and down, have always been my favorite!! I remember all those days of going to cubbon park almost 2 decades back and waiting for my turn to sit on those swings while my dad would push it, and it would go high up in air! Wheeeeee!!! :D I even loved those uncomfortable “ well rope” swings temporarily put up on to a sturdy jack fruit tree back in our village, when all the cousins got together during summer holidays! I used to love it when it used to go high up in air and I would stretch one of my hand ( one hand firmly holding the rope ofcourse) to touch the tree top and the sky!… apart from the pushing and jostling the innumerable kids to use the swing first and for a longer duration! Yes of course, those ropes did hurt, so I have voluntarily given up many times to the next cousin in the Que! Years passed, I grew up, err a bit too big for a swing :( at 5 feet...