Indians use a term “Jugaad” to describe practical innovations to solve problems. Here is one such jugaad.
Last Saturday morning was an eventful one for, the daughter of my friend of over six decades, landed up at home on her way to a pilgrimage centre. She came in and left like a typhoon but had stopped at home for the few minutes only to leave a whole lot of goodies from Chennai that are not available here in Pune. She promised to spend more time with me on Sunday and she kept her word. She spent all of ten minutes on Sunday with me.
During those ten minutes, I caught up with some news of her family in Chennai and she got a whiff of suspicion about my health issues.
She reached home at 1.00 am this morning and sent me a message that she had reached home safely and that she was very concerned about my health.
At 9.00 this morning, her father and my friend rang me up to announce that he, his wife and grandson will shortly visit me in Pune to see how I am. I assured him, like I have been assuring a lot of people that I am not about to pop off any time soon but, he is booking tickets and that is that. He too had taken the news of the death of my brother badly as, he had known my brother for as long as he has known me and now wishes to spend some time with me in his twilight years. I understand him as he does me.
I am blessed to be given such friends.
To appreciate this joke better, please go over to Cheerful Monk’s blog post Time Machine first. Please also read all the comments there.
The idea for this week’s topic for the Weekly Friday 2 on 1 blog post came to me following a visit to some friends last week to see the new home that they had moved into recently. While we were discussing many things there, being challenged by two very young but sharp minds, their father, no pushover either, observed that though I am not physically very active, mentally I am very curious and keep abreast of many things which he found unusual.
In that particular environment of the whole family taking part in wide ranging discussions, I could not come up with the a repartee that I wanted to but, later, after I came home and had accessed my bank of quotations, I found exactly what I was looking for.
I sent the Wikipedia link to my friend and added that I had plenty of CQ and PQ but hardly any IQ. He responded with :
Bloger Cheerful Monk is another great advocate of curiosity. I wonder what her response to this post will be!
I hope that my fellow blogger Shackman has come up with something as weird as this post in his blog. Please do go over and check.
There are some days when one gets hit with more than a couple of reminders of how fragile life is and today is one of those.
First in the morning, I rang up my elder cousin to wish him on his 78th birthday and he reminisced about how his birth day and my father’s day of death are the same and also how his son’s birthday and my late younger brother Arvind’s day of death are the same. Both he and his son had younger to their father uncles who died on their birthdays!
I sit to open the mail and I find this from my brother Barath in London to me and our sister Padmini in Bengaluru, reminiscing about Arvind just because he heard Barbara Streisand singing. Despite the long distances that separated the four siblings, we were very close to each other thanks to a dysfunctional home during our childhood and teens. The bonds developed then haven’t been eroded by time but the untimely loss of one has been quite devastating.
“I have been thinking about Aravind and all the childhood memories of being together, albeit briefly. I just thought that this expresses it all for me and brings tears to my eyes.
God I miss him, his Joie de vivre, his imitations, his straightforwardness and most of all, his extreme ability as an Engineer.”
Light the corners of my mind
Misty water-coloured memories
Of the way we were
Of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were
Can it be that
It was all so simple then?
Or has time re-written every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again
Tell me, would we?
May be beautiful and yet
What’s too painful to remember
We simply choose to forget
So it’s the laughter
We will remember
Whenever we remember
The way we were
And God said, “No problem! I will create a companion for you that will be with you forever and who will be a reflection of my love for you, so that you will love me even when you cannot see me. Regardless of how selfish or childish or unlovable you may be, this new companion will accept you as you are and will love you as I do, in spite of yourselves.”
And God created a new animal to be a companion for Adam and Eve. And it was a good animal. And God was pleased.
And the new animal was pleased to be with Adam and Eve and he wagged his tail.
And Adam said, “Lord, I have already named all the animals in the Kingdom and I cannot think of a name for this new animal.”
And God said, “No problem. Because I have created this new animal to be a reflection of my love for you, his name will be a reflection of my own name, and you will call him DOG.”
And Dog lived with Adam and Eve and was a companion to them and loved them. And they were comforted.
And God was pleased. And Dog was content and wagged his tail.
After a while, it came to pass that an angel came to the Lord and said, “Lord, Adam and Eve have become filled with pride. They strut and preen like peacocks and they believe they are worthy of adoration. Dog has indeed taught them that they are loved, but perhaps too well.”
And God said, “No problem! I will create for them a companion who will be with them forever and who will see them as they are. The companion will remind them of their limitations, so they will know that they are not always worthy of adoration.”
And God created CAT to be a companion to Adam and Eve.
And Cat would not obey them. And when Adam and Eve gazed into Cat’s eyes, they were reminded that they were not the supreme beings. And Adam and Eve learned humility.
And they were greatly improved.
And God was pleased. And Dog was happy.
And Cat didn’t give a shit one way or the other.