25 January 2020

What a difference two countries make…

My previous post was a great example of what a difference two countries make. Having made it to America (Citibank transferred me and my wife to the USA back in 1993), we have been able to settle there and create a platform of financial security not only for our own family but also for our extended family in India. We have a great sense of gratitude for what USA, my previous company and sheer luck has done for us.

Today was another powerful example of what a different two countries can make.

My sister has a house help at her place. That help recently had a granddaughter. That grand daughter has Downs Syndrome and is a constant feature at my sister’s place. My sister pretty much bathes her, feeds her and takes care of the kid all the time. It is like she has adopted her full time. (BTW, my niece – sister’s daughter – is actually adopted). And yet, for all the love the kid gets, it is a little jarring what little access to medical services she has. I cannot say with authority how much of it is sheer money versus advancement of medical technology here. But I can certainly say that another kid back in my neighborhood in Atlanta – born to none other than to a close friend of Sharmila and me from Durgapur is being brought up just like any other kid. Of course, at certain times special services are required – but then again, which kid does not?. They are no different than any other kid – deserving of all the love and attention from all adults.

Had a great time with Shristi – the constant feature at my sister’s place this afternoon…

25 January 2020

Mom said he has not laughed like this in three months!!

Walked into our house this morning. Dad – who apparently does not get out of his bed these days, was sitting upright, waiting for me. After the usual “What took so much time?” “Have you eaten anything” and all those father-like questions that really are not important (Natasha, I think, I now know how you feel – but in our defense, dads can’t help being dads and in further defense, nobody else can help being dads), we settled down.

It did not take too long for him to get to one of his pet things… “I am afraid we are going to run out of money. You need to help me.” Now, for a background, he is nowhere close to running out of money. None of this three children are going to let him get even remotely close to that situation. But one of the remnant effects from the brain stroke two and a half years back is that he has no recollection of his wealth and has no idea how things are being paid for.

Unlike any body else in my family – including Sharmila – I do not deal with him with reason (that part of his brain is fried, no point) instead, I take the route of an asymmetrical attack with humor.

So, I talked about Natasha. Which always perks up his interests. He cannot believe that his granddaughter’s writings is published for the world to see. In about two minutes, he asked – “How much are you having to pay for her college?”. I gave him the number in dollars. In fact gave it for four years, for all it is worth.

“What does that mean in Indian rupees?”
I dutifully multiplied it by 70 and told him.

“Ei morecchey! Eto taaka kothay paabi?” He was concerned how was I going to pay for her college.

“I do not know. Can you lend me some money?”

That is when he laughed out aloud – monkey cap and all – and even narrated some great lines from a Bengali poet…
“Aajkey je raajadhiraaj / Kaal se bhikhey chai”

(The emperor today will be left to reducing to begging… such is the cycle of time)

He did get the import of the humor though. “Sob i to theek choley jaachhey. Aami-i bodh hoi bhool korchhi” (Seems like everything is working out fine. I think I am the one misunderstanding)

Another cup of tea, anyone?

24 January 2020

Pretty amazing mountainscapes

Apologize for the quality of the picture. I am still on iPhone7 and we are 35,000 feet up in the air. Check out how vertical the mountain faces are. You can see the range on the right bottom part of the picture. That almost looks like a wall from the top.
If you zoom in on the mountains to the left, you will notice that it has very distinct – almost stairstep like – build up to the top….

We are just north of Shiraz in Iran right now.

23 January 2020

First of six international flights…

Starting from dreary skies, snow-covered Chicago. In 8 days, I need to cover 4 countries and be back in Atlanta.

Somewhere in between I will be with my parents for two days, take a 8 hour round trip by car to see my mother in law for an hour, possibly – only if his flights are on time – have a glass of wine with my brother, get dressed up to be on the stage in a country that I cannot pinpoint in the world map (and I just realized I did not pack any ties… so much so the better… I hate ties), try to put in runs in two different countries and try to do a sight seeing trip for half a day.

Right now though, I am getting mentally ready for a 13 hour flight!!!