Month: June 2022

Father’s Day 2.

There was a bit of a domestic problem yesterday and we had to outsource home delivered lunch. I was alone at home and was entrusted with the task.

It has been a very long time since I ordered for any food to be delivered at home and the place that I wanted to order from, apparently had closed down a long time ago. The telephone number that I had with me was useless as it had been discontinued.

I therefore had to use an app on my phone to get it but was unable to. Luckily for me, one of my resident geeks, my son, landed up and was able to order and I did not have to starve.

I however had to be at the receiving end of some gentle ribbing for being so clueless and undergo a tutorial about how to order online using an app on my phone. Phew!

Just as the Father’s Day was winding down, I received a cartoon from a friend which cheered me up quite a bit and which I promptly shared with my daughter in love and son who too cracked up.

Father’s Day.

My young friend LCG posted this in Facebook.

I think that this is one of the most profound thoughts though, I suspect that the originator had humour in mind rather than profundity.

This year’s father’d day has been rather unusual for me with a flood of WhatsApp messages greeting me for it from people who think that I have been a good father and from those for whom I am a father figure. Both ideas rather unsettling for me.

To add to my musings on this matter, my now fifty year old son Ranjan, came to have a chat with me about some things which is very unusual for him as he is quite busy with his own affairs. His talks took me back to my initial experiences with him as a child.
This photograph was sent to me by a nephew who is now 58! Ranjan would have been about six months old and I did not have a camera those days to record his earlier days. This photograph was taken by a very dear family friend and mentor who had a camera but, it was pre colour film days.
That child today!
I have enjoyed being a father as well as a father figure. How about you, dear reader?

Right Under My Nose!

 I wanted to buy an alarm clock. Usually these are available only in specialised shops which sell and repair clocks and wrist watches. I tried to find one online from where I could get our local courier service to collect it for me. While I found many, I was unable to contact them on the phone to get exact specifications as I wanted one with a particular detail.

Since all the shops were quite some distance away from where I reside, I decided to ask a friend who runs a gift shop just across from my home as to whether he can suggest one in the neighbourhood.

Lo and behold, he said that he has got in stock exactly what I was looking for and in five minutes, it was delivered to me.

Rains.


I was woken up from my siesta by the sound of thunder, rain and heavenly petrichor.

As usual, and setting at rest doubts for this year, our monsoon has arrived on time. The image above is rain in our garden just five minutes ago. As I write this, there is thunder rolling over head and rain falling in torrents.

I shall now listen to some Malhar. My readers will remember my post last year on the same date my post on the subject.

The pluviophile in me is delighted.

Somethings Are Not Genetic.

I have no hesitation in accepting that I am a neatnik. I think that it is a virtue.

I use a desk top computer for my blogging, email etc. This involves the use of many cables running behind the screen where the Mac Mini is kept to which they are connected as well as power cables all coiled up.

I decided that I had to do something about this mess and asked Uncle Google for help who suggested that I use a cable organiser.

I promptly ordered for this and have now a neat looking table at the back of the screen.

In organising the cables, I had to take the help of my resident geek, my son and heir, who was cheerfully scornful of the whole exercise.

The organiser package came as a set of two and I offered the spare one to him for his desktop computer and he said that thankfully he has not inherited my OCD!

I suspect that he was referring to my post on a couple of his obsessions!