11 March 2022

The bed where he breathed his last

There are so many memories… This is where I slept every three months when I came to visit him. This is where he was shifted every time he got very sick. This is where he was surrounded by all his grandkids who came to see him after his stroke in 2017. Lonely (mom passed away a few weeks), completely out of any zest for life and beaten down by too many physical ailments, he was finally granted his wish to transition. It was sometime in the dark of the night that he quietly breathed his last on this day last year.

I still miss him a lot!

11 March 2022

That is one driven lady!

I had checked into the Westin in Kolkata where I was helped by Nisha – the Front Office Manager. As is my wont, I started talking about how she landed in this job and all that. I was fascinated by her life history. Particularly striking was the number of places she has worked in all over India – often taking risks uncommon for a lady of her age.

“Were you always driven like this?”
“Yes, sir!”
“Who was the biggest influence in your life for you to be like this?”
“My dad. He has always supported me in my decisions.”
“If I met him today and asked him to describe you in three words, what words would he use?”

After thinking for a few minutes, she said…
“Stubborn… empathetic and… free bird”

“How did you become a Front Office Manager?”
“That is what I studied for.”
“You always wanted to be a Front Office Manager?”
“Yes, sir!”
“Why?”
“I love interacting with people. Like you do. And that is the biggest part in the hospitality industry. Especially for Front Office Managers”.
“Got it. So, what do you want to be when you grow up?”
“I want to keep growing in my job, get promoted and experience more locations”

“Awesome! Maybe I will see you later in life in some other city or country!!”

By that time I needed to head out to Kalyani. While the occasion was a little sombre – anniversary of my dad’s demise, I could not help reflect on how driven and industrious the younger generations have become. And that is in fitness of things. “Old order changeth yielding place to new”. The New – as I am experiencing it – gives us confidence that the world is always being passed on to better and abler hands…

11 March 2022

Exactly a year back…

… on this day, the sun rose in the east in its fullest glory like you see it today.

Only that my dad did not rise.

He passed away in his sleep after going thru a lot of suffering for about five years and then having been dealt the biggest emotional hit – losing my mom a few weeks before. I was not there with him that day (was not vaccinated yet). A year later, I will be there at the spot where he passed away (although the exact time of his departure is not known).

There are too many memories that floods my mind. For whatever reason, the one that I remember most is the last video call I had with him when he asked the same question he had been asking me over and over again … “When are you going to come?”

6 March 2022

“TKV”

Very few of us called him by his name Madhusudan. Most of us called him TKV and then towards the end, I think he had earned the nickname “King”. We studied Computer Science together in IIT-Madras (Chennai) and were a few doors apart in our hostel. I believe he was room number 247 and I was room number 239. That would make us about 8 doors apart.

My recollection of him includes how hardworking he was (he used to get up at the crack of dawn to go to the computer lab to work and block time for the rest of the day), how well he used to do academically and that two wheeler he had! I think it was a TVS Suzuki but I am not totally sure.

The last time I saw him was in 1989 when he left for the US. I had heard about his illustrious career in Sun, Microsoft and Facebook but got to meet him for the first time after 33 years this weekend in Atlanta. He and his family were in town for a wedding and Aluru and Suman took the initiative to put together a lunch meeting.

The credit goes to them for making this happen. I simply showed up. Pretty much like those Computer Science classes. This time, I brought the two wheeler though!!

20 February 2022

The incredible Whitneys

Best house guests ever. Because they will let me pour alcohol at will, allow me to talk about topics varying from glass calligraphic pens to psoriatic arthritis! But best of all because Shauna (and Sharmila) has given Roger and me the permission to go on our next adventure trip!!

As you know, our rule is we go to a country that most of us know nothing about. It was Mongolia last time. Seems like Azerbaijan is the front runner in our ignorance this time!

It is always fun to host the Whitneys!

17 February 2022

Nobody was more surprised than she herself

The school had given us 48 hours notice to keep the secret. Her best friend Ava and she were going to be told that they were the Val-Sal for the class of 2022.

You can see the surprise on Nikita’s face as she walked in. She was apparently told by her teacher to go see the Guidance Counselor immediately. The first picture is when she realized that there were a lot of teachers in the room. The second one is when she turned around and realized that we were in the room too. The third one shows the disbelief in her face when she was told why she was there!!

They met in first grade and have been best friends ever since. You might even remember them together in some of the posts from our last vacation in Hilton Head.

That was a lot of fun watching her go from “What did I do to get into trouble?” to “Are you sure there is no calculation mistake here?”

Since I do not follow her grades, I had no idea how she was doing overall. But it seems it took her by surprise too!

15 February 2022

Brushing up the ’80s

This morning, during my daily call with my brother, somehow the topic veered towards the excitement we used to have brushing our teeth when we visited our village (Debipur). This might seem very ancient to my friends here in America, but we would actually break a twig from the Neem tree, chew one end of it to soften it up (we were told that it made our jaws stronger) and then used the softened end to brush our teeth. As an aside, today, you can get modern toothpaste made of Neem tree that you can use on your toothbrush.

While the experience of brushing was a tad long and tedious and the bitter taste made us squint, the fact that we were on vacation and in our grandma’s village and the novelty of it all left us with very fond memories.

BTW, this might gross some of you out. Somedays, when we did not have so much time, we used to use the ashes from the previous night’s cooking fuel – which was usually coal or cowdung cakes to brush our teeth. There were no brushes – you held the ash in your left palm and used the right index finger and thumb to brush your teeth. Much later in life I learnt how charcoal has the wonderful property of absorbing odor, color and killing bacteria. Back then, the ash tasted strange!

Coming back to yesterday…

“So, do you remember what we used to brush our teeth with when we were small and not in the village?”, I asked my brother.

After some thought, my brother remembered “Monkey Brand”!

I had completely forgotten about it! That black colored powder that would make you revolt if you saw stuck in somebody’s teeth was actually very whitening and refreshing. Found on the internet that I can buy it even today and that too in the USA!

“Do you remember what we used before that?”, I asked him.

My brother could not remember but some of you may remember the original version of Binaca. I could not get a picture of the original yellow and green box it used to come in. The best part of it all was the small plastic animal that came with every box. Like every child of that age, my sister and I collected them and had dreams of opening up an elaborate zoo some day. We even used to use a generous portion of the paste to see if we could run thru it fast!

My other grandma (mom’s side) used to live in a small town (Kalna) in a house made of concrete. In line with that, their toothbrushing ingredients were a little more advanced than my villager relatives. The paste was not to be found – since you had buy brushes. So, there was this old tin of Colgate powder that many might remember for its white color and minty taste. And how it had no other details on the tin than just declaring that it was a tooth powder and was called Colgate! I was able to get a picture of that from the internet too.

While researching for pictures, I ran into another brand that I had again forgotten about. Some of my friends used to use it – Forhans! And that unforgettable orange color box that it came in!!

Well, so much for brushing up the ’80s.

BTW, if any of you find a picture of the original Binaca box (yellow and green), please do shoot it my way.

12 February 2022

The Covid bubble again

I was mentioning in yesterday’s post about the three couples that wasa our Covid bubble and how we missed them a couple of evenings back at our regular Covid tryst. Well, we did get together the next day – this time at Mazzy’s.

As I was mentioning in another post before that – we somehow got started again on whose body parts were hurting and what the doctors were saying and all that. Eventually, we realized that we were doing old people talk.

So, switched to more young people stuff… well, I am not sure how to explain the topic of discussion in this august forum. Why don’t you ask Shrabani, Sharmila, Parijat, Avijit or Dipanjan what was the topic they were discussing about. (Please note, I said “they” 🙂 ). and while at it, enquire Parijat about Moxy in Tokyo!!

🙂

11 February 2022

Ran into the good old Foremans!

Sharmila and I were enjoying our drinks in Alpharetta downtown when I thought I recognized a lady walking on the street. Walked up to her – and sure enough it was Traci and Chris! Traci and worked together in Equifax a decade back. And their daughter and Natasha went to school together too.

It was so great to see them after such a along time. Looks like they live close to Alpharetta downtown too. Hope to see them more often!!