First snow experience

Last month, my husband and I visited family in Chicago. Three normal days and the last night of our stay there, it snowed. I was surprised my phone weather forecast was accurate. It started around 1 am- I was watching for it- it had been an exciting day, what with a visit to neighboring Wisconsin to see a professor of my husband’s just across the border from Illinois. And an outlet mall visit to buy a lot of things( which I actually didn’t need) and a few books for my onward trip.

So, it snowed and snowed and kept snowing till the morning, when we could see the whole place covered in the whitest of snow. So exciting!

Way to Wisconsin
House in Wisconsin
Last days of autumn
My first snow- the neighbourhood
Little trees covered in snow- early Christmas
View of the house from the car- last sight of snow
Goodbye, snow ! 

My 48th Birthday

This must be a frivolous read. June 20. I had a couple of phone calls reminding me that it was my birthday.

For me time had stood still. It was the day after my mother’s double surgery. I was in shock. That it was my birthday didn’t seem real at all. The day was rainy.

My mom was in the  ICU.  My father and I spent the night before in the hospital room where my mom had been the previous night, before the surgery.

Tomorrow( my birthday) we would need to vacate the room. The hospital rule said that if patients were in the ICU, relatives needed to vacate to a lodge or find a guest room or accommodation outside.

Early in the morning we visited my mother in the ICU as soon as the ICU was open to visitors- at around 7 am. She looked so small and emaciated in the blue hospital gown. She gave me a smile and beckoned to me. I went to her side- she asked me to get her her dentures and a comb for her hair.

That was the best birthday gift I had received. My mother was herself again. The long surgery of the previous day did not seem to have dampened her spirits. She was worried about how she looked ! I knew then that she was strong and my birthday was made.

I seemed to have gone through life in reverse. My mother would have rejoiced to see me smile or make a milestone as I was growing up but I had seen my mother smile at me and show me her spirit and it gladdened my heart. I was 48 but my mother’s request for her dentures and a comb sent a thrill through me. I could see she wanted to look her best before the doctors came on rounds. No one would have guessed that she had gone through a grueling 8 hour surgery just the previous day.

She is my mother and I am proud of her.

Birthdays seem to have lost their importance for me and even birthday gifts. To have a dear one near by is one of the best of life’s gifts, even more than one’s own life.



On a recent visit to the home country to see my daughter, her friends and she( 20 somethings) persuaded me to go with them to a Disney movie.

I must confess I am so out of touch with things, that I have never watched a Disney movie. I went along with them because I like to think they wanted me to go with them but I was planning to sleep through the movie in the theatre and catch up on some forty winks.

The sound effects kept me awake at first and then the 3 D motion of the images put a scare in me. I could not sleep for the life of me.

Sleep being deprived, I had to watch and I do not regret it.

I loved it.

Muana is a young girl who lives on a Pacific island. The story talks of old world values, family, simple pleasures of life, little materialistic desires and a world which is near idyllic. The story is punctuated with beautiful songs and dances. Then Muana has an adventure and what an adventure it was. It took her far from her familiar life to a world unknown, in search of unknown treasures and restoration of her island’s pristine heritage. I would say, this was a must-watch movie.

Thanks to my daughter and her friends who took me into their world for a little while.


If your aim is to get 10000 steps per day, I think it is better if you start getting as many steps as you can early in the morning or at least before 10 am, so you have a surplus number of steps in your account. If it happens that the rest of the day is to be spent sitting down for meetings, or meeting friends or watching a movie, it might be better to plan a little in advance and try to get as many of the steps before the sedentary part of your day.

What do you think ?

A co worker

She is my coworker, one who sits in the cubicle two doors away from me. We have 10 people seated in our office suite. She is one of them.

I have to say, she has the distinction of being very sweet to talk to but being most disliked in our small office place. The cubicles being small are not sound proofed, so one can almost hear a complete conversation taking place in the next cubicle, without straining one’s ears too much. Over the years we have grown to closing our years to frivolous talk in other cubicles, unless of course, they are carried out in voices too loud to be downed by strong ignoring.

Sometimes we visit co workers and share a cup of coffee with them or a part of our lives. These are times when we perceive, our friend as listening in. And how do we know this ? The computer keys, which until then, had been beating a steady rhythm, stop abruptly as though they are listening to sounds other than their own. The consensus among us is that she stops typing so she can listen. This is irritating, so much so, that we have taken to whispering to one another when we meet or even to communicate in sign language. Being very innovative, prolonged silences prompt a personal visit from the said co-worker, who we think saunters along casually until she can join in the conversation, which she missed sitting at her seat.

When we leave from our seats for a certain period of time, it is a commonly followed practice to shut the door, so any visitors know you are out and will not be in for some time. When she leaves, ( the rumour is that she leaves to visit her daughter’s school, not far away from our university) and then walks back in, without letting our supervisor know, she leaves the door wide open and refuses to shut the door, even on repeated requests by the supervisor.  Shutting the door would leave her at the mercy of her supervisor, who might even ask her to put in a few hours of leave for the hours she was off from her desk. Today our supervisor wised up and asked her to shut her door if she was leaving her desk for sometime( which she was). Supervisor later reported that she responded by slamming the door shut when she had to leave. It seems shutting the door makes her vulnerable.

She talks very sweet and is very interested in knowing what goes on in our lives. Again office gossip is that she lets very little out of what is going on in her life but manages to elicit details from the lives of others. The information gathered is used against those co workers at appropriate times. One of my coworkers runs a swimming class from home for children who are differently abled. According to our university rules, one cannot hold two occupations at the same time but yet she does. Our sweet colleague found out ( through social media) of my swimming coach coworkers, after work job and reported her to our supervisor.

Now war is on between her and our supervisor. Our supervisor has suddenly wised up to the fact that she hadn’t been appropriately firm with “sweet coworker” and that is why a nature which could have been nipped in the bud has now grown to huge proportions.

There is a lot to say for that old adage, a stitch in time saves nine.

Have you ever worked with difficult, weird co workers ?


Day 16- half way mark

Got confused between the day count yesterday. In my enthusiasm, my post was titled Day 16 when it was actually day 15. The low carb-ness perhaps affecting my brain.

On the positive, I attained 10,000 steps yesterday and some more. I walk in the corridors of my university where there is a wide, square marble corridor lined by classrooms on all sides. One round gives me 350 steps or thereabouts.

The sugar cravings diet,  as I call it , effects :

  1. By 16 days, there is literally no desire for sugar at all. Even at 3-4 pm which was when I used to die for a Coconut bounty or two.
  2. Tiredness, sleepiness off an on.
  3. The recipes prescribed are very practical, simple and eatable. The flavors are basic and they are things we can put together ourselves without too much of an expense.
  4. Urine: Passing urine all the time- even at night- which is what perhaps makes my sleep so disturbed. I used to think eating sweet things later at night led to my frequent visits to the toilet but it seems going low carb itself makes the body produce more urine. Has anyone faced this ?
  5. Acidity : Over the past two days, since fruit was reintroduced, I have had some acidity, which is ok but if I require to take antacids, I need to be aware that they are all sweet.
  6. Thirst : There is a degree of excessive thirst and that is good as it reminds me always to drink more water

The most troubling symptom has been the urination. I hope it passes as everything else has.

Weight : 86 kgs. At last. At long last. I am not in the obese range of BMI anymore. And I don’t plan to go back there.


I went out into the sunshine during my lunch hour for some fresh air and my feet took me to the park in the university. It was hot but pleasantly. I walked through the nicely cemented paths in the park which are created, up and down and low and high, literally- it is marvellous how they have managed to created a green spine in the middle of a university in the desert. The walk gave me my 6000 steps needed to make my 10000. So I am a happy soul today + when I came back to my desk, nothing of importance had happened. My cup runneth over !