Face Off !

It was early morning around 7 AM.

I looked at the mind blowing guy looking back at me. Tall, plump and jovial.. I think that I have seen him before. He is usually a super energetic, ever smiling and a fun loving guy. But he seemed tensed at that moment, getting ready to perform an activity that required intense concentration. It seemed to be a task that he wanted to get out of his way, quickly.

I stood before the mirror, looking at myself, dreading the task that I was about to perform.

Wifey came over and stood beside me, looking concerned – .”Its ok dear, take it easy..” I looked at her, and smiled – “Don’t worry, today, there will be no bloodshed !” I looked at the weapon I held in my right hand. This time, I would make sure I control it right, I told myself. “Take care, honey..” – she said, gently massaging my back.

This is not the realization of an adolescent fantasy.

This is an almost everyday occurrence at my home when I am trying to shave. While comforting me is one part, the real intention of my wife is to be around so that I don’t lose consciousness through excessive blood loss and hit my head on the ceramic floor. Needless to say, after every shave, my bathroom looks like the “Texas Chainsaw Massacre” scene.

I remember, as a child, I fantasized about being an adult. For most of my friends, this amazing far off paradise like land of adulthood seemed to be a place where one could lead one’s life at his own terms – No studying in the evening, No milk every day morning, stay up all night to have fun with friends, sneak in and watch ‘interesting” movies.

For me, it was being able to shave.

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Holding on to my horse !

Phrase 3I think back on events from my childhood, and they seem to be wavy and shrouded in fog. A lot of my memories are in black and white, and the sound is garbled, as though I’m listening to them through the wrong end of a gramophone. I remember my father was very insistent that I learn English from a very early age. I cannot quite remember why, but there must have been a good reason. He would want me to speak in English with him, and not in our colloquial language (Bengali or Hindi). Most of the instructions that my parents would give in English would be unambiguous – like “Come here Ari!” and “Please be quiet!”. Such clear interaction allowed me to understand what was expected of me, and perform the task obediently.

Sometimes, my parents would use a phrase, that made no logical sense. Not that logic and reasoning were my strengths ever, but even to my under-developed brain, it seemed to make NO sense. I continued to work hard and try to find my way out of this “Phrase Maze”. 

Phrase 2I don’t know this for sure, but I suspect my parents had learned that these phrases and comments were guaranteed to stop me dead in my tracks from asking any more of my usually irritating questions. My mom had a classic – “Did you get up on the wrong side of the bed?” – that question almost paralyzed me. My parents had never explained which was the wrong side. Adding to that was the confusion that the bed was set against the wall. So, there was only one side I could have gotten up. There seemed to be add up to the “Never ending” list of things that I just DID not get. I think I spent years wondering which step of my morning routine was causing the problem. Or, was it something I did before I went to sleep. The confusion lingered on.. I never REALLY found a convincing answer.

Even today, I hear my wife telling this to me sometimes.. And I feel compelled to answer, and not with complete certainty – “NO, I don’t think so”

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Dumb and Dumber !

I was a dumb kid. Correction – I am STILL a dumb.. Err.. Kid !!Image

I was always intrigued with life. Well, the feeling would go through states of bafflement, bewilderment and in some days, utter confusion! My brain seemed to continuously process information and look to find answers. This nearly-total lack of a mental filter can cause increased stress. Things find their way to my brain, things that don’t belong there, just as things don’t belong in my lungs, like dust.  Being inquisitive, I would ask lot of questions.. And would often be tagged as being dumb..

“Why do you ask so many dumb questions?” – my friends would say

“Stop it Ari.. Sometimes, you ask really dumb questions.. GO NOW!” – my teachers would say.

Every time I asked a question, my self belief took a beating. During those turbulent days, my pillar of strength was my mother. She always supported me. She said everyone goes through this PTT syndrome (no it’s not Push-To-Talk, it is Pre-Teen Trouble). As you grow older, you gain more KNOWLEDGE, and you will find the answers yourself.

I imagined that in the distant future, the fog around my brain would dissipate, the smoke would clear, and I will be able to begin the satisfying task of gathering pieces of understanding and storing them in my mind.  I was convinced that just like every item in the food store came with an expiry date, my dumb-ness also will have an expiry date? The day will arrive when I will finally have the power of “insight”, the gift of “knowledge”.

I patiently waited for the moment to come…Through my teens, my twenties, thirties..

I am still waiting.

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Am back !!!

Dear friends,

Sorry to have disappeared for few months… after some cajoling from my friend, and determination to find time again and balance “things that need to be done” vs. “things i love to do”, am back again with the usual dose of fun, humor, and story telling…

Stay tuned !

Till the next one comes, think about this –

Why do we have one mouth and two ears? Doesn’t that seem to suggest God’s way of telling us the proportional use of those organs?

If you agree, can someone please help tell that to my wife and mom?

Be back soon! Cheers

Thank you for the Awards!!

In the last couple of weeks, I have been fortunate to be given two awards. When I started writing this blog couple of months ago, I never knew how it would turn out! Whether, I would be able to sustain it – even write more than a week. I did not expect any comment or like when I started off. And now, oh boy! couple of awards. As a novice blogger, I could not have asked for more.

Versatile Blogger Award

Thank you Deeshrek for giving me this award. Most appreiated!

As per the rules, here are 7 random things about myself –

  1. The loud garrulous Ari today – yes, the Ari for whom the folks in office say – “The most noisy guy” – struggled to speak in his formative years. This continued till his teens when something someone changed me – forever!
  2. I am a big foodie – I love eating. I love non-veg food (somepeople  tag me as a carnivore). And yes, by the carnivore definition – I absolutely hate veg food.
  3. I hated chocolate flavor – chocolate flavored milk, chocolate ice cream… I had nothing to do with chocolate till I met my wife. Now, I am an avid chocolate eater.
  4. Inside the loud garrulous guy, still resides a shy, stupid, quiet person – the one that only few close friends and family know.
  5. I am very impatient. Doing the same thing for twice or thrice gets me bored.
  6. I am highly superstitious. This may not be news for folks reading my blog – but I can crack people up by talking about how external factors influence the outcome of our actions 🙂
  7. I think I have a split personality – the loud, action oriented guy in office, and the lazy, dont want to do any work guy at home! I am still trying to figure out when and how the transformation happens.

Pass the award to 7 other blogging friends – 

I think the folks that I really think deserve this award have already got it. So, I would request you to visit my blogroll – it has a good collection of blogs that I love to read – and I am sure they would interest you.

The Liebster Blog Award – 

Leibster is German and means ‘dearest’ or ‘beloved’ but it can also mean “favorite” and the idea of the Leibster award is to bring attention to blogs with less than 200 followers.

The Rules are:

  1. Show your thanks to the blogger who gave you the award by linking back to them.
  2. Reveal your top 5 picks for the award and let them know by leaving a comment on their blog.
  3. Post the award on your blog.
  4. Bask in the love from the most supportive people on the blogsphere – other bloggers.
  5. And, best of all – have fun and spread the karma
Thanks to Miss D for giving me this award. Most appreciated!!
I would like to pass this award to the following blogs (I absolutely love them) –
Once again thank you DeeShrek and Miss D for the awards. It motivates me to write better, and continue to spread the love in this blogosphere!

Thank You!

Dear readers – I’d like to thank everyone who has read my blog for putting me over the 1,500 hits mark!

Well, I did not do a thank you note for the 100 hit mark thinking it would be lame, I let 1000 pass thinking maybe it was just one good week. At 1500 in 3 and a bit weeks, I am very thankful to people who do come and read my ramblings.

So, a BIG thank you to everyone!!!

Here’s something to look forward to – Once I surpass the 10,000 hit mark, I will throw a party to all my lovely readers. All of you are invited… !

BTW, I wonder how long it would take to get there.. The challenge will be to sustain this momentum and keep posting good entertaining content to bring in a smile, a brief moment of joy to each one of you. However, each click, each comment, each “like” motivates me, and I hope to be able to keep up the pace!

Back to writingrambling!