6 June 2017

East Bengal!!

That is an American Goldfinch with a Red Cardinal.

Growing up in a place where soccer was immensely popular, yellow and red were the jersey colors of one of the top two teams those days – called East Bengal. Rivalry between the top two teams amongst its fans was pretty intense. I was with the other team – Mohun Bagan. I am not sure I will ever see a green and a purple color bird on my bird feeder ever!

6 June 2017

How did that come around? – To get away “scot free”

I was reading a social discourse which talked about a certain category of folks getting away “scot free”. Which got me thinking about where could this phrase possible have come from. Of course, it means to “get away without penalty or unpunished” but how do you put a Scot in that?

Some amount of research showed that actually, this has nothing to do with the Scots. Apparently, “scot” refers to taxes. Specifically, 12th century England municipal taxes. And the Anglo Saxon word was “sceot”. But there were similar words at that time – Swedish “scatt”, Danish “scat”, Icelandic “scattur” – all meaning tax. In fact as recently as in 1921, the US Senate Committee on Finance hearings transcripts read “[The common laborer]He is scot free at 40 cents an hour”.

So “scot free” meant escaping without taxation. And all of us agree taxation is an unnecessary punishment 🙂

And that is how “scot free” came around to mean “get away without penalty”.

3 June 2017

Sometimes all you need is somebody to run with…

Still under the weather. Thought will go for a run and try to shake it off. Instead, within a few miles, the run started to shake me up. After some time the cramps were getting a little too painful to enjoy the run. Turned around and headed back to the starting point.

Just as I started the fourth mile, ran into Indrani. Turned around once again and joined her in her 5 mile run. Running with somebody else was distracting enough that I forgot about the pains. By the time we finished, I had completed six miles already.

And then went back to the trail by myself one last time to put in four more miles to make it a full ten miles.

It would be interesting to see how the body retaliates now 🙂

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3 June 2017

Friday evening decompression…

“Tu wo zaalim hai jo
Dil mein reh kar bhi
Mera na ban Saka

Aur Dil wo kafir jo
Mukh mein reh kar bhi
Tera hogaya…”

Roughly translated…

“You are such an oppressor that
In spite of living in my heart
You never become mine.

And my heart – it is so disloyal that
In spite of living within me
It shamelessly became yours!”