I made a thorough ass of myself by ordering for an expensive (about Rs.1500.00) book from Bookadda online. I placed the order on August 28. 12 and I was informed that they will ship it around the 27th of September. On 28th September they advised me that they have shipped it and gave me a tracking number. For the past nine days I am unable to access the courier company’s website to track nor are
bookadda customer service able to help me on phone except to say that they will revert soon. I finally found the courier company’s local telephone number and on calling them they inform me that the tracking number is invalid. Since this morning, bookadda’s telephone remains unresponsive to calls nor are my emails being answered.
Moral of the story, they have seen the last purchase from me and I hope my readers will be warned too.
I have given up hope of ever getting the book but will keep trying and at some point of time in the future will lodge a police complaint for fraud.
“To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.”
~ George Santayana
The monsoon finally made its delayed withdrawal. The skies are without clouds and the days are sunny and warm. It is lovely.
I was quite intrigued when I saw and heard this TED talk and decided to do some research and came across some more interesting material on the internet link to which is given below the TED talk.
On Wednesday last week Ranjan sought my permission to foster a pup that he had found abandoned just outside our gate. She was limping and had a deep gash on her hind leg. On the condition that after he did what needed to treat her and find a permanent home for her, I allowed the pup to be brought in.
Her wound has been treated successfully and is well on its way to be totally healed. X-ray showed that the limp was due to a hairlne fracture on her front left leg and the vet has bandaged the leg though he says that given rest, it would heal as the process had already started.
She had a collar on when Ranjan found her and is obviously used to human company in a home and likes nothing better than to be among the two of us and anyone else visiting.
I find it shocking that some one had the strength of will to abandon a domestic pet in that condition. I also suspect that whoever abandoned the pup knew that Ranjan does work with stray animals, as otherwise she would not have been abandoned outside our home.
The pack of street dogs that are also Ranjan’s babies as he calls them showed more concern for her and left her alone rather than chase her out of their territory.
“Formula for success: rise early, work hard, strike oil.”
~ J. Paul Getty
By all accounts, I should be called a success. I have lived a good life. I have acquired all the trappings of a successful middle class person in India. I am as healthy as reasonably can be expected of a man with my background and age. I have taken care of all my liabilities and survived to a stage where I am relatively free to do what I want with my life. I had a great marriage which lasted forty plus years filled with all the good and bad things that all marriages go through, but on balance was a successful one.
Yet, when I look back on my life I find that the most important aspect of my success was striking oil. I most certainly rose early and continue to do so even now; worked hard and loved every moment of it, but the success as perceived by the world was by and large a matter of providence and being in the right place at the right time.
Very few people however are willing to give me credit for repeatedly striking oil. Just last night, my mentee and adopted nephew Pravin spoke to me on the phone and kept asking me for advise on how to be successful and was quite frustrated when I kept telling him that he should give some time and success will fall on his lap.
I dedicate this post to him and refer him to two of my earlier posts, both written on LBC topics on which a group of bloggers write every Friday on the same pre-chosen topic. The first one is on Ambition and the next is on Skepticism Vs Disbelief.
Coincidentally, a very interesting TED talk came my way this morning and while not being quite as inconsequential as my take on the subject, is riveting for the speaker’s enthusiasm for it.
“In a world of fugitives, the person taking the opposite direction will appear to run away.”
~ T.S. Eliot
Both Shackman who proposed this topic for the LBC post this week and I have personal experience of this phenomenon. It has been true for both of us that life is what happens when we are busy making other plans. It did not surprise me at all that he chose this topic.
If my experience has been this, I cannot but wonder at so many lives that seem to follow a planned and well set path. Placid, unhurried, stress-free and totally predictable. I am sure that my readers will recognise the phenomenon. From birth one’s education, employment, marriage etc are all planned for and life goes according to those plans with nary a hitch. Those lives in turn perform the same things that their parents performed and one more generation goes through life without any ripples leave alone waves and breakers.
This leads me to wonder if there is something working favourably for them and unfavourably for me! Such thoughts drives me to seek answers in books and Gurus and so far, the only explanation that I have come across which, in the absence of any other, is that there is a law of karma that works inexplicably and the best that one can do is to “sit quietly and let the spring come and watch the grass grow by itself.”
I hope you enjoyed reading this post on the weekly Friday Loose Bloggers Consortium where twelve of us write on the same topic. Today’s topic has been chosen by Shackman. The eleven other bloggers who write regularly are, in alphabetical order, Anu, Delirious, gaelikaa, Grannymar, Maxi, Maria SF, ocdwriter, Padmum, Paul, Shackman, The Old Fossil and Will. Do drop in on their blogs and see what their take is on this week’s topic. Since some of them may post late, do give some allowance for that too!