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Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Mannar & Co.

With tons of pressure at work, as I was backing up my car one fine morning it suddenly stuck me. This Mannar & Co. business. 

For those who dont know, Mannar & Co is a comedy track in an old tamil movie. I have never actually seen the video but we had the audio cassette of the comedy track at home. It would have Thangavelu happily going to work everyday with lunch packed lovingly by his wife. Wife, a new bride would happily believe all the stories he would share only to discover One fine day that he wasnt going to work but just to park everyday. 

Fully dressed, lunch packed, he would be going to park everyday just as some one would go to work. 

We dont even have a comparable situation. For starters I dont have anybody packing me lunch. It wouldn't really matter to anyone else as I am the only one who really needs my paycheck. 

Nevertheless, this mannar & Co idea excited me enough that I went around telling couple of my friends. They got excited by the idea. one even suggested that I register the domain. A start up idea perhaps? May be I will pool in people like this and organize park lunches.... So on.

Alas, the joy was short-lived brought to an end by a quick google search. 

Mannar & co not only has a website but actually has a glass door input. A review at glass door! Vettiness of my fellow tamil netizens has ensured that there is nothing left for anyone else to do. I mean vetti stuff that is. 

And my mannar & Co bit the dust even before it could be started :(

PS: Here is a much more inspiring real life mannar & Co story that would warm the cockles of any book lover's heart.

Friday, May 27, 2016

I think I will get negative posts out today.

When my mom was at the ICU, she mentioned about this kid who passed out just before his operation. So they had to wait again for him to regain consciousness.  I had seen that kid - porcelain skin with big eyes. There was one more kid - an even younger one but his operation was done and he was super cheerful and active. 

But this kid had such a forelorn look in his eyes, so sapped of any energy that some how it disturbs to this day.

When my mom mentioned about his operation incident, she herself was still in ICU, so it didnt really register. But often his image comes by after that and I decided I will say out a small prayer. 

I know there are tons of kids that suffer in this world. but somehow this disturbs me.

Yesterday I ended up crying a bit about him. Neighbour friend suggested finding out what happened. 

I dont have guts to do it.  However silly it sounds, if you can say a small prayer for that kid in your head please do say.
I was about to leave to work today when I saw message from my brother saying xxx passsed away, call immediately( that xxx was actually gibberish thanks to auto correct). 

A cousin passed away. Much older than me but definitely too young to die. Cousin's son has just joined work after his Masters. Last year that family struggled with their mom's sickness. Picked him up from his work, stayed around him till my brother came to drop him off at the airport. 

He was frozen in shock, trying to read the same document( thanks to US's stupid immigraton byzantine laws - nobody can ever be sure when anybody is doing the right thing or what is the thing to do). 

I have memories of the baby stage of the cousin's kid. I might have been a kid myself  I remember once telling my cousin and his wife how they were made for each other.( they took the 9 year old comment sportingly). I am not able to come to terms with the fact that he has to face the loss of a parent at this stage.

My uncle has to face it too... 

Things have been tough at work whole of last month. I am vulnerable, I have more or less not been too stressed by it - thinking will face whatever comes. I mean this is routine in US. It has been extremely tough to balance work( which shoot up through the roof), sudden health issues and look out for a job too. I was more or less balanced about it.

But last two days I was starting to feel bit irritated that I am not capitalizing on a monetary opportunity.


Today life has to put it back in perspective. 

My mom's side of the family has faced a lot in the past one year. Somebody or the other has been shuttling in/out of hospital starting with my mom. People have been visiting each other in hospital in a serial fashion. We are not a sentimental bunch and made jokes about it.

This has been the worst shocker.

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

In India today, everybody is wrong and nobody is right.

Sunday, February 21, 2016

yeh haath mujhe dede thakur

It has been work, work and work all the way from the time I got back.Insane hours. insane deadlines that just doesnt seem to end.  So tendonitis happened. Physiotherapy, frequent hand exercises( swear half the time goes into it).  Work and the physician asked me if I want reduced hours. Declined it.

I am filled with gratitude anyway for their help in december that I put in all the hours I had. Didnt socialize much. couple of weeks ago, it occured to me to be smart about this. That helped.

Tendonitis still an issue.  But then I type so much at work, I am thinking why not a bit of blogging too?

Sunday, December 27, 2015

Madras rains dialogue

Woman: " I hear the milk packets are going at 100."
Shopkeeper: " I am not able to get milk, when I do get it I will not price it anything extra. Do you see any vegetable being sold at extra price"
Woman: " All the prices have gone up they say. Milk is at  200".
Shopkeeper: " Look in this shop, do you see anything priced beyond normal".
Women: " You dont know, people are saying prices are going up and up."
 Customer at medical store: " You should give me 200 rupees, it is after all my money".
 Man at counter: " I will ask sir. But right now I dont have any provision to do so".
Customer: " Give me 200 rupees and then work with your management on provision"
Man at customer: " Sir, I will note down your request and ask sir".

Shop boy to some one else commenting on flood situation at various places: " he( Man at counter) literally swam in the waist deep water and came."

Customer at medical store looked at me for support, I didnt quite get the discussion. LAter I understood, since the customer was paying cash, he wanted to get the credit card commision.

Man at the Medical shop counter gave several customers medicines without money because no ATM was functioning. He didnt even note down their names.  He gave my dad the copy of hindu for the day.

Next day shop was closed and people said he fell sick.


"How many ever blankets they give, are we going to say no?", heard the young woman who was selling flowers say to some one.
"An NGO came to office distributing relief materials.  In my office no one was affected but we still took it. they gave bucket, blanket ...", A woman at the hospital
" Oh we were not affect either, in my area, they gave bucket, rice.."

" It is going to rain again, there is going to be an earth quake, it will rain till january, Madras will become an Island, It is all there in panchagam.", a maama at the sweet shop.
" Oh apdiya , if it is in panchagam, it must be true." Maami at the counter.

 National news channel which didnt not even have a line on madras rains the previous day," the authorities arent doing anything.  inept response.. "


Saturday, December 26, 2015

In India, on an unexpected emergency trip( for a parent). Things are looking better now, still some steps to go but an ordeal of a month that I really hope no one goes through. 

Some things to be thankful for.
Surgeons, specialist doctor who looked nothing less than magician or even divine in my eyes those few days. including the physiotherapist in the list.
General doctor who finally pointed us at the right direction. This was on my parent's second visit to her. This was their 9th/10th visit to a doctor over the same issue in the past 3 months.
Friend and her parent who reached out immediately the very day I let the friend know. They had known couple of cases and it did give us the confidence at that moment. Much later I realized the cases werent really exactly same as what we were dealing with.
My manager who let me take off in an hour's notice. I had all the vacation days( had only used sabbatical) but it was critical time work wise.
Driver who has really stood by and has offered prayers to god - hard to express in words what we felt at that moment. 
One day, As I sat on sofa at home, lost in thoughts in my two hour break from the hospital, I heard maid's voice, " Saptayama?". As some one who joined work exactly just this month, she has provided support whenever we needed without a word. 
Or the cousin who came by everyday with hot tiffin saying she will atleast provide company to my ailing parent. On most days, she had to leave the room because of too many visitors. Yet she came everyday.
My mom who only cried very few times inspite of never getting enough time to absorb or react to the news, always trying to put up a brave front for us and doing everything in her side to her own speedy recovery process. A champ, really.

Irony is doctors say there really is no cause for this - just a random event. Online world tells me it is rare and rarely occurs in adults.

As much as I should be relieved now, a part of me still believes she shouldnt have been subjected to this at all. Few more steps to go, prayers help.