18 June 2016

Friday evening unwinding with some personal time

It was a hectic week with three subsequent mornings starting at 3:45 am to catch 6 am flights. This evening’s choice of singer was Munni Begum. She was actually born in a village – not too far from where I come. Born a Bengali muslim called “Nadira”, her family had moved to Bangladesh and then Pakistan. I understand she lives in US now.

“Kis ko khabar thi sanwli badal
Bin barse urh jate hain
Sawan aya lekin
Apni qismat mein barsaat nahin
Toot gaya jab dil to phir
Sanson ka naghma kya maani”

Who knew the dark clouds
Would fly away without raining
The rainy reason was here
But it did not rain for me
When the heart is broken
Music has no meaning..

(Somebody should translate the “sanson ka naghma” part better – literally it is the song of our breath? )

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17 June 2016

That short walk that started a long friendship…

She might have become a world renowned doctor flying to Dubai and Las Vegas at the drop of a hat to talk at local conferences that apparently doctors hold at high esteem – but to me she is the same friend I made about 30 years back. In spite of coming from the same small town Durgapur (once again apologies to the other renowned Durgapurian – Mr. Dubey for referring to Durgapur as a “small town” 🙂 ) and being in the same batch, I somehow never got to know Piyali while in Durgapur. We never crossed paths in school or in social circles.

After having met a common friend in her college, I happened to be headed in the same direction as she was going to go for her dancing class. In an apparently misguided moment of judgment, our common friend Madhumolli vouchsafed my character to escort her thru the streets of Kolkata. These were days of wearing shorts and going around barefoot in India. (Wait a minute! I see the same in the picture now too!! 🙂 )

And as Piyali has pointed out later, she had heard about me from other friends and our first meeting was the biggest disappointment in her life 🙂 (This is a true story). In her defense, she has not been much appointed with me in our subsequent meetings either 🙂

As today, so then too, I was a guy who would reach out to anybody who would give me some time. (And for some, I did not even hold that strict a standard 🙂 ). Over the years, I got to know her husband, her two sons and my brother and I would drop by her house for a cup of tea (and once for dinner) if we happened to be driving somewhere nearby in Kolkata.

This year she was in US for one of those conferences and I managed to meet up with her while she was visiting some friends and family in Carbondale, IL. On the surface, you might be surprised how we became friends in spite of having virtually nothing in common. But one thing I have admired her for and still try to inculcate in myself – her ability to refuse to follow the crowd and live life her own way. I have rarely seen somebody capable of that much independent thinking and have the humility to not impose it on others.

One of these days, I might actually learn like her to live life on my own terms. Maybe, she will finally br “appointed” with me 🙂 I know, I will be!!

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16 June 2016

Sometimes it is about life giving you lemons…

… and you finding some gin and tonic to go with it.

Let’s just say I am not the biggest fan of people who cancel meetings, are late to arrive and late to leave. Both in office meetings and personal life parties. Certainly I am, at times, guilty of the same. But heaven knows how much I try to not do so. Which might explain why I come to parties alone on time and the family comes later.

Anyways, I had a canceled meeting in St. Louis today. I was not amused. Time is truly the only constrained resource I have.

I had to adapt to deal with my blood pressure and recognizing that maybe it was not a canceled meeting – it was an extra hour I was gifted …

I can deal with a gift – went for a quick 5K of run in a nearby trail by the lake and a quick shower in that hour…

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12 June 2016

Separated at birth?

This morning, my long term running partner Samaresh and I showed up almost in identical looks 🙂
Good turnout at Chalupa run this morning (Sharmila, Malobika, Puja, Gita, Sreerupa, Indrani, Seemitadi, Mrinalda, Samaresh and Ayan). The women completely outnumbered us though. (As you can imagine, at the Starbucks table, our side of the table was unusually quiet 🙂 )

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