Prabhakar, the colleague of mine who met with an accident 3 weeks ago, was transferred from ICU to the general ward on Friday. He was only on dialysis as his kidneys were still not functioning, but otherwise was said to be recovering. On Saturday, he developed internal infections on his exposed wounds and succumbed to his injuries at 4 in the evening. A sad day for his family.
I know I have been very blunt in writing about his death. Although somehow I would have preferred death over the life that survival would have offered me. I would have lost all will to live with a quarter of my body missing.
All I can do is keep him in my prayers and intercede for his soul.
Angel's having to do a lot of running now, because she still hasn't got all her clearances from Infy. I don't understand the stupid policies. For eg, you have to take a no-due clearance from the libraries of ALL DCs even if you have never been to any of them locations. WTF!
Hopefully things will work out in her favour soon. Fingers crossed, elbows twisted!
Bucketloads of work at office yesterday, plus the moral responsibilty of attending Parichay practice, damn life's running on single battery, double power... I'd love a vacation right about now.
As a youngster, I remember my mom always telling me not to waste food, water, electricity etc. Money especially... No going to school and spending 10 bucks on an egg-roll just because I felt like it. No my folks weren't stingy, but Saving was a way of life and sometimes it drove me crazy. I wanted to be wasteful, to splurge. To my fascinated mind, waste meant affluence and I wanted to indulge in it. I wanted to throw away things, knowing that there would always be more.
Maturity comes at a point when you learn, painfully, that sometimes there just isn't anymore. Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up and goes away...never to return. So... While we have it, it's best we love it... And care for it... And fix it when it's broken... And heal it when it's sick.
This is true: For relationships... And old cars... And children with bad report cards... Dogs and cats with bad hips... And aging parents... And grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, because we are worth it. Some things we keep, like a best friend that moved away or a classmate we grew up with.
There are just some things that make life important, like people we know who are special... And so, we keep them close! Atleast I try...
Once I set people as my priority, it destroyed half my life. I kept them away, they called me a loner. Now I try to make friends, they sense trouble. I've had enough. I will again set people as my priority and they will destroy me fully. All will end.
Scarface, I don't believe I have ever said anything to indicate that I do not want you involved in my life. But I cannot make efforts forever. I played my part, I'm done with my struggles.
Feeling: Lost
Listening: Khuda Jaane - Bachna Ae Haseenon
I know I have been very blunt in writing about his death. Although somehow I would have preferred death over the life that survival would have offered me. I would have lost all will to live with a quarter of my body missing.
All I can do is keep him in my prayers and intercede for his soul.
Angel's having to do a lot of running now, because she still hasn't got all her clearances from Infy. I don't understand the stupid policies. For eg, you have to take a no-due clearance from the libraries of ALL DCs even if you have never been to any of them locations. WTF!
Hopefully things will work out in her favour soon. Fingers crossed, elbows twisted!
Bucketloads of work at office yesterday, plus the moral responsibilty of attending Parichay practice, damn life's running on single battery, double power... I'd love a vacation right about now.
As a youngster, I remember my mom always telling me not to waste food, water, electricity etc. Money especially... No going to school and spending 10 bucks on an egg-roll just because I felt like it. No my folks weren't stingy, but Saving was a way of life and sometimes it drove me crazy. I wanted to be wasteful, to splurge. To my fascinated mind, waste meant affluence and I wanted to indulge in it. I wanted to throw away things, knowing that there would always be more.
Maturity comes at a point when you learn, painfully, that sometimes there just isn't anymore. Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up and goes away...never to return. So... While we have it, it's best we love it... And care for it... And fix it when it's broken... And heal it when it's sick.
This is true: For relationships... And old cars... And children with bad report cards... Dogs and cats with bad hips... And aging parents... And grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, because we are worth it. Some things we keep, like a best friend that moved away or a classmate we grew up with.
There are just some things that make life important, like people we know who are special... And so, we keep them close! Atleast I try...
Once I set people as my priority, it destroyed half my life. I kept them away, they called me a loner. Now I try to make friends, they sense trouble. I've had enough. I will again set people as my priority and they will destroy me fully. All will end.
Scarface, I don't believe I have ever said anything to indicate that I do not want you involved in my life. But I cannot make efforts forever. I played my part, I'm done with my struggles.
Feeling: Lost
Listening: Khuda Jaane - Bachna Ae Haseenon
And I like the new blog name! (Way better than the other alliterative one)
ReplyDeleteThose policies are indeed frustrating...
ReplyDeleteAnd this blog name is alliterative too...!!
Another name I had in mind was Conniptions of a Conniving Connoisseur!