God’s goody bag

Sometimes I wonder if God gave away all that he had in his goody bag to a select few, and by the time he realized he was running short of goodies, he started handing over just a few goodies to each family.So while a girl might have the best husband,she would have bad in-laws  , or might face extreme difficulty in conceiving a baby

A friend at work has been longing for a baby for many years now. Its simply unfair I feel, when some one expects something so honestly and they are denied of that .From temple poojas , to vrathams to doctor visits they have done it all. But month after month, she is subjected to disappointment .

From temple visits and prayers, it has now come to daily check ups in the hospital, daily injections, daily examinations which are very taxing and painful for her.

At the moment, I can term it akin to a debug phase (she herself calls it the code debug phase) where each stage is passed and certified before they move on to the next

Added to the agony, the younger brother is getting married soon.So whether it is told out loud or not, it puts an added pressure to this girl and her husband to produce a baby before the younger brother takes lead in the near future.

That makes me wonder what times we live in.From frequent taunts , it has now come to a wait and watch phase in her family, simply because the son thought it would be best if his mom just didn’t interfere and let nature take its own course. Thank god for that

At the moment what my friend has is a very understanding spouse who thinks they are together in this tough phase , her parents for support and friends to talk to

I just hope whatever efforts they are putting at the moment turn out fruitful.It simply ain’t about how costly the treatment is, but I think what they have invested in is – lots of hope and a lot of waiting !





Redemption Bangalore

Bangalore is a curse ! Sorry !! Yes it definitely is .

It took me 2 hours and 45 minutes to reach home today. The only mistake I did was to miss the office cab at 5 PM and take a normal bus at 5:30 PM opposite Prestige Tech Park(PTP).

Wait ! Did I say one bus. I took 3 in total, getting off one, getting on to another.

I begin to realize what a huge blunder it is to miss the office cab when I reach the PTP gates. It is simply impossible to cross the Outer ring road during the evening hours.There is no over head bridge, no traffic police than can man the traffic and all people do is blindly charge on to the on coming traffic.

There have been many days when I have stood dazed waiting for the traffic to clear. But then I eventually end up rushing past the traffic.
Last evening it took one hour to cross the ORR and the same today too. I would believe it is due to the Diwali rush with people leaving the city .

The last lag of the journey back home needs a special mention. There have been many days where I remembered the scene from Swadesh , Shahrukh sitting on a village muddy bus amongst other villagers.

I avoid costly autos and settle for private bus that ply to Kanakpura road and that is where the fun begins. On Many days I have asked myself “Where the hell am I sitting”. How the hell am I wasting time. Because these buses don’t move until the driver manages to fill up his bus with villagers .So all he does is play a crappy Kannada movie to keep the occupants engaged while he fills the bus. Ya the Jinka Marina kinds..

Would you believe there have been days where I even begin to enjoy the crap he plays. I even went on to ask some one one day what movie was playing .lol!!!
And then there was a day when the driver got out and fetched fresh veggies from the Banashankari market for his home, leaving the bus on the road.

Or stopping mid way and collecting the fare for tickets.

Leaving you with a pic I took in the bus today.

Yes these are my fellow friends on the bus – the ones that string flowers, the ones that sell drumsticks and thota koora 🙂

But then in spite of my pitiable condition, there was a new thought playing in my head – as to how the lady taking it home would fill it with water because her area has water shortage and that I was atleast lucky that we in the apartment have a water tanker to fill the water

I think I will make a great social activist – what with my great connection with the grass root level !

Do you have plans to move back to India. No !!! DON’T !! Never chose Bangalore .

Because this ain’t a garden city anymore. Its a garbage city!