Beautiful spring day. Soaking in all the sun that I can…

Daylight savings time – it means I get to reset all those fancy watches Sharmila has bought to match all her fancy clothes. (and yes, I once again cut my nails the previous day 🙁 ). So, there is this particularly nice watch of hers that I had not seen before- and I mentioned to her that it looked really beautiful.

Apparently, she has had it for more than six months and she has worn it many times when we have gone out. In fact, she talked about specific people who had commented on how much they liked the watch. Well, I don’t notice these things anyways – so that did not surprise me.

Here is what did surprise me – as I attempted to reset the watch, I realized that it was already showing the correct time – post daylight saving time! And it is a mechanical watch – which means that when she bought it, it came with DST time set. So, all these days the watch has been showing the wrong time! She did not notice!!!

And all those retinue of friends of hers who admired her watch never cared to look at the time it was showing!!! Nice!!! Why the watch companies bother advertising “precision time” and “atomic clock”, I will never understand. I guess that is why we have iPhones to check the time 🙂 One of these days, I am going to remove the battery and see if (not when) she notices!!!

The sisters on their horses. Now you know why they are growing up to be “neigh-sayers” 🙂 🙂

Natasha and Nikita performed at Saraswati pujo in 2013 under the direction of Debasri. Nikita sang a Bengali song with her friends and Natasha played guitar with them as well as a couple of other kids’ songs.

Soaking in the sun in the backyard… some red wine… ready to doze off….

To understand my attitude towards medicine, you have to take into consideration three things:
1. I come from a long line of hypochondriacs. For example, when the doctor tells my dad during a visit that he does not think he is a hypochondriac, my dad thinks that is the GOOD NEWS!! 🙂
2. In India, everybody is a freelance doctor. Very few have medicine degrees but everybody has an opinion on what is the required cure. (you do not need a prescription for most medicine in India). Any trace of a symptom rearing its head will be mercilessly squelched by a plethora of medicines as a preventive measure 🙂 Every time I go to India, my brother, for example will shove Amoxicilins by the scores (and they are dirt cheap in India) in my bag for Sharmila’s annual strep throat attack.
3. I love being a contrarian and like people who sponsor and seek contrarian thoughts.

With the end result that, I usually stay away from most medicines if I can help it. My excuse code is – let the immunity system figure it out first.

But today, even I, after a long 12-15 year hiatus, got sick and tired of being in bed for four days and succumbed to my brother. Took out one of those antibiotic tablets he sends for Sharmila and popped it. I called him and told him of the unthinkable I have done and also said that since I never take medicine, I figured, one will do the magic. He said something derogatory about life not being math and that I should have three a day for three days. I told him I will do so when he produces his Doctor’s certificate 🙂

But I do realize that for me to pop an antibiotic, I am no more under the weather. I am clearly and squarely under the climate now 🙂

Our watering hole is filled up with Falcons fans today. The mood? More or Les Miserables 🙂 — with Sharmila Roy atMilton’s Cuisine & Cocktails.

Every Sunday night has been go out for a drink night withSharmila Roy. Be it India, Costa Rica, Florida, Hilton Head in the last year, it has always been the same. In the last five months, it also meant watching NFL game at our favorite bar. Now we are watching the last game of the season on Sunday night at our watering hole. After this, it will be a seven month wait 🙁 — with Sharmila Roy at Milton’s Cuisine & Cocktails.

We have all the lucky charm we need today! Errrr….. And that would be me 🙂