First my world:
Would you rather take a 2 week vacation with an organized tour or take a cruise of your choice?
The first one. Partly because I would throw up my guts on the cruise. I throw up in anything moving, it is a wonder I am ok on a rock that’s cruising at 460 meters per second. Also because I don’t have to organize anything, and everything, including the places to eat, especially the places to eat, are decided for me. Must be bliss. On second thoughts, that’s true of the cruise as well, so I will stick to the nausea.
Did you like swinging as a child? Do you still get excited when you see a swing?
Read first part of the last answer. Watching someone else swing makes me want to throw up. Watching an empty swing rock makes me want to throw up. My carpool family has a large sized traditional swing (like this, stolen from google images) installed in their living room, and that is the default seating for visitors. Needless to add, I spend most of my time in their house, standing, and begging the kids to not rock the swing in my presence.
What is the most important thing that you ever learned ? (I bet it’s not something you learned in school)
I think school is often underestimated and short changed. The fundamentals of every piece of knowledge that I claim to have, were instilled in school. Some of the wisdom I have earned over the years have had their origins in school as well. I have learned that hard work always pays, and the reward for hard work is the sweetest of all – I worked really hard in my higher secondary, and was rewarded by the school rolling shield at the end of the year – but what I can’t forget is the feeling of achievement that filled in me as my name was announced. I have learned that friends are an important part of life and many of the friendships start in school. My two stress busters are my kindergarten friends even now – Soumya and Shobha. Life has taught me that compassion is the hardest emotion of all. And compassion towards oneself, even harder. I have learned that life must not be taken too seriously, I wish I had learned that earlier, I have wasted three decades of my life taking it so.
Life itself is a continuous learning experience, and every moment teaches me something new. Sometimes I remember the lesson, but often forget.
What inspired you or what did you appreciate this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
I wouldn’t call what follows, an inspiration, but appreciation. I started watching the detective series titled Miss Fisher’s murder mysteries, As usual, as the seasons progress, it gets less and less credible, but I am still hooked. The series, to me, is not as much a detective story, but intense romance, and I surprised myself by loving the romance. I often claim to be unromantic, and I am, but chivalry does me in every time. The chivalry need not be romantic – I remember a chilly fall afternoon in Syracuse, I was returning to my lab with a friend with whom I had had lunch (a working grad-student lunch at Subway, just to clarify). I was wearing a sweater and my friend had a windbreaker on. Seeing me shudder ever so lightly at a nippy breeze, he quietly removed his windbreaker and wrapped it around me. That was the most chivalrous thing I have experienced in my life. My better-half and my child say “thank you” to me after every meal – even a crappy one – and that, to me, is such a charming gesture that brings a catch to my throat. But the amble is to say, the characterization of the inspector in the newfound series is so romantically chivalrous that despite the series itself nose-diving (and I am only in the second season), I can’t stop watching it and get all fuzzy when the inspector is made to do something utterly cute and old-fashioned*** – considering that the setting is the early twentieth century, it is old-fashioned alright. Sometimes I wonder if all the feminism (no, I am not against feminism, I consider myself a feminist) has killed chivalry in the world – not complaining too much though, after all justice is infinitely more important than romance, but sometimes I wonder if it would be cute to have the better-half open the door of the car for me ! When I ask him, he gives me a weird look.
As if the above were not. After a week’s break, schools have resumed working. It is still pouring outside as I type this out, but I have a gut feeling that this is the end of monsoon – early end, and not as much rain as we need. I don’t know why the gut feeling – forecasts continue to foretell possible rains in the near future, but somehow I feel this is it. Am I being a pessimist or a realist?
I have big deadlines lined up from now until the turn of the year, and the mood has not set in yet. It will, but it had better come before the client pops a vein.
Jack: “I will never again dismiss the fashion world as frivolous. It all looks harmless enough, but you never know what lurks beneath.”
Phryne: “Usually lingerie.”
Jack: “Equally dangerous.”
Phryne: “And just one dress can be lethal.”
Phryne: “Night cap?”
Jack: “Perhaps another time…at a less dangerous hour…in a less lethal dress.