730 days ago...

This day two years back, he agreed to make her his; he agreed to breathe along with her every moment. Even today she relives some of those moments, when the good news was greeted with a mixed bag of emotions. It was almost as if a universe of tears had broken one of their walls and decided to drain out everything that morning.

It was his birthday the day before. His mother had given him the ultimatum on giving his verdict. She said you cannot hold people up as you wished. After much thought and deliberation, he finally nodded in the affirmative. His mother called her parents and told them that the matter could be taken ahead. As drums rolled in their minds, a different tune played when she heard from them. All heavens broke loose. Yes, but seemed like all hell broke loose! Her vulnerable mind had endured a lot by then. She couldn’t believe what she had heard. She had given up on thoughts of partnership. She cried and cried uncontrollably. Finally all the tough face and strong demeanor gave in. She couldn’t console herself to stop. Thankfully her parents understood and let her pour herself out, albeit both were on opposite ends of the phone line, some miles away.

But that morning and eventually in the day, she came to terms to believing that – that was the reality, though it took her several hours to let the truth knock her down in bundles of happiness to feel light and on cloud nine.. to fly like a relieved spirit.. she was finally going to be someone’s best friend.. or so she was hoping back then. Atleast she saw a potential prospect. She had seen a lot of bad times to think of anything worse. So in a sense, she was prepared to face it. Or maybe she had become numb! But that was then….

Calvin and Hobbes (sourced from the Internet)

Today…now, it is the present – a gift from the heavens! He keeps her happy and makes her smile and laugh. Yes, he does get on her nerves at times, but isn’t that life! Today, she is happy for the news that came 730 days back. Today, she is happy to be living the reality, where most of her fears have been put to rest. Thank you Lord Almighty, for the wonderful grace that You have bestowed on me! When I hear of all kinds in the world, I feel doubly blessed! Please let it be like this forever and let it get better with every passing day.. until my last breath! Many many thanks!

Calvin and Hobbes (sourced from the Internet)

Such is life!

Sometimes you wonder if people dont remember or they just dont care... such is the world!
So long as you are in front of them, they remember you.. once you are away, you are off their mind...
That's when reality strikes like a lightning.. all that was an illusion... all there is too is.. n probably all that will be!

Maybe, initially you feel bad but forgive, then you feel hurt, then you become detached, then you become indifferent.. and then you finally say, 'I wont give it an FF' :)

Its interesting how life turns..
Times spent by that left beautiful memories to live with have now just remained as dry leaves... once green n soft, now brown n crisp. 

Maybe you have your center anchored to one person now.. So maybe its time for you to shift the focus to that one, completely for that one, and towards that one! Thank the Lord for the one! Ofcourse there are a few more who fall second in line.. and you know you owe it to them...

Be grateful and say 'Oh Lord!! Please grant me courage to accept all that I must, of all that was and is around me'.

The current leaves are fresh, green, soothing... Nurture it to remain so.. 'Coz this is all that matters!! and hopefully that will ever be!!

Such is life!! It moves on! Change is the only constant... accept it!

My ENcounTer with the ENT surgeon – a lil walk down ‘historical’ memory lane..

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I had been to an ENT surgeon recently for fixing an issue that I had to fix for a while now. Finally the day my product went live, that very evening, I went to the doc to fix up an appointment. It felt like I was suddenly given a time-machine. Or was it a scene from an old movie. The checkered light grey and white false ceiling, the wooden walls with distinct blackened out elliptical patches wherever the oily heads would rest, the mosaic flooring, a ceiling fan, and a khat khat khat khat…kreen..khat khat khat sound… guess of what.. a type-writer! Yes you heard it right!! The receptionist filled in my details and asked me to wait for my turn. And finally I was allowed in to meet the doctor.

The consultation room inside was another masterpiece! Of the master himself that spoke of skilled fingers that were seasoned over 55+ years. The doctor is 85 yrs old and going strong! The room inside too was distinct with pictures of a couple of God’s pics that dated some decades old, papers stacked up in cupboards, and I think this room had a checkered grey and black tile flooring.

The senior doc had a junior doc to assist him. The senior asked me about my problem. After I explained to him all that I could remember , he asked me when did the trauma happen? I was confused. In my head I was asking what ‘trauma’? Do you mean like now? Or do you mean my mental state (screw that!)? Then it occurred to me, he meant my nose’s first encounter with the floor. So I told him about my smart idea of skipping with my jacket as a kid of 7, when I really was a kid of 7 yrs! He heard me out for about 3 minutes, patiently listening to my account.

The senior doc then just gave notes as the junior doc wrote as instructed. The senior did not write anything!! He just spoke. He probably didn’t even move his hands! He asked me to take a seat a few steps away. The senior doctor sat facing me. The junior doctor placed a crown-like gear on the senior’s head. And suddenly the crown flashed its Kohinoor; the ‘headlight’ went on. The junior held some mini-golf stick like object with a reflecting surface, and put it inside my nostrils. The next thought in my head was god, how many noses does that go into?! But I had no choice but to ‘trust’ the doctor. The senior examined my nose. He said the known, and I pretended to be unknown! The words came like thunder, “Your left nostril is almost completely blocked!”

He then spoke a few words.. all of which I already knew… coz I knew what the issue was! I felt like a mini-ENT surgeon myself :P Anyways, so then he said I needed to undergo such n such minor surgery and such n such tests before that. I concurred with him.

And the whole meeting inside the consultation room would have lasted not more than 7 minutes. 15 seconds of me walking in, 3 minutes of my talking, 1 and a quarter minutes of checking up, 1 and a half minutes of the senior doc speaking, 7 seconds of him saying “the charges are 500 bucks and you need to pay it here”, 5 seconds of me giving him a wry smile (with massive questions running in my head about 7 minutes and 500 bucks.. WTF!!!), 20 seconds of me fishing out notes from here and there, 7 seconds of dishing out the treasured amount to him, 15 seconds of me walking out! Phew! Chuck the math! :D

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But I came back feeling like hah! I knew it, all he had to do was to confirm my thoughts! So much for it! But I was glad that I now knew for SURE! :)

So, that was my ENcounTer with the ENT surgeon! A phenomenal doctor, really! Why am I saying that.. I will keep that for another blog entry!