Welcome to the Friday Loose Bloggers Consortium where twelve of us write on the same topic. Today’s topic has been chosen by Paul. The eleven other bloggers who write regularly are, in alphabetical order, Conrad, Delirious, gaelikaa, Grannymar, Magpie, Maria SF, ocdwriter, Padmum, Paul, Rohit 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!

Discovery is the act of removing the cover from something hidden from view. Rediscovery would then mean to enact the process all over again. We however tend to think of discovery as the process of finding something that did not exist. That is simply not possible logically.

I discovered Alcoholic Anonymous in 1998. Before that, I had heard of it from various sources with references to some worthy individuals doing a great job of saving alcoholics. In 1998 alcoholism invaded my space in a big way and after futile attempts at handling it on my own, I sought the help of AA and as I write this, I have not had a drink for the last 12 years and 7 months. My son who is also in the movement, for the past 11 years. He had his Thanks Giving meeting just last week.

Before I went to a meeting for the first time, I read all about alcoholism and the AA movement from the various publications that are readily available, so it was not a difficult meeting for me. I immediately saw that the meeting and the movement could be very effective in solving my problems and to make it possible, I left my career in the South of India and moved back to Pune where regular meetings were taking place and people that I could identify with were in the movement.

Since my late wife was also an affected person, she would accompany Ranjan and me to the meetings. We regularly attended our home group’s meetings and many others in the initial days where, it is suggested that a recovering alcoholic makes ninety meetings in ninety days. We continued to go to meetings till my wife’s health made it impossible for her to attend and I had to be with her at home. Our son however has been very regular and is also very active in taking the message to suffering alcoholics and helping them recover. He recently organised a weekly meeting for a new group to cater to alcoholics close to our home who find it difficult to attend meetings in the city. That group has taken off and it is a very satisfying feeling to see it help alcoholics in our neighbourhood.

Due to various reasons, I got out of the habit of going to the meetings though, a lot of the friends that I had made during my active meeting going days, continued to drop in and stay in touch. I also sponsored two alcoholics who still keep in touch with me.

After his thanks giving meeting last week, Ranjan asked me if I would like to attend the Monday meeting of our home group. Since making meetings is on my intentions list for 2012, I readily agreed and I attended the meeting on Monday the 9th inst. It was a grand reunion with many of my friends, who without exception were very happy to see me back at a meeting. In fact, I rediscovered the power of the AA movement during that meeting. It is rare to find so much love and fellowship in one room, like what one could get in an AA meeting.

I am glad that I rediscovered AA. I hope to keep it uncovered in the future.

Gratitude List – November 19, 2011.

For some time now, my father has been bugging me to get a hand rail fixed on the staircase leading to the two upstairs bed rooms in our home. He has been claiming that it is to help him climb up and down a few times for exercise, but I suspect that it is for other reasons. I finally yielded, and arranged for a hand rail to be installed after much difficulty locating a contractor and at a steep cost. It was installed on Saturday, much to the satisfaction of my father, though I personally miss the painting that was on the wall. Once I am mobile, I shall put up a Tanjore Mirror Painting there. I will no longer be subject to his nagging for the railing and that is a great blessing.

Since the base plates for the clamps for the railing had not dried after the epoxy put in on Saturday, my father was able to inaugurate the hand rail only on Sunday. His expression was worth the effort and expenditure incurred.

We had an unexpected guest for lunch. Luckily I had cooked a dish of chicken for my father, Mitali and Ranjan, which was polished off in double quick time.

That is Jesse from Tanzania and you can see from his expression how well fed he was. You can see Ranjan and Mitali in the background getting some ice cream for us. I took the photograph while sitting on my throne and while Jesse was waiting for his share of the ice cream. Mitali had this to say about the lunch in her comment last Sunday on my Gratitude List. “and now i too got to sample your culinary skills. Yum! The way you keep feeding me, i’m going to be a growing girl!”

My Monday was made for me with a mail from Magpie about which I have blogged. It is nice to be known as a Rose!

Tuesday started off with my being greeted by blooming jasmine flowers in our garden. The breeze was in the opposite direction and I could not smell the fragrance, but I am sure that people who pass by on the outside will be able to.

My friend Anil from Delhi landed up in the evening and spent a couple of hours catching up with all news. He had a flat tyre and a broken jack to tackle before he could make the trip by an autorickshaw and I am truly grateful that he took all the trouble to come over to spend time with me.

I had misplaced a large denomination currency note on Tuesday and had been at my wits end trying to figure out where I could have kept it. Now that I am very restricted in my movements, it was particularly frustrating that I could not remember where I had left it. On Wednesday morning, it miraculously just appeared by itself, without my having to search for it. And, you guessed it, in the one place where I should have looked and did not.

Later on, when Mangal came in, she discovered a package which turned out to be some sweetmeats that are my favourite. Anil had brought them and left them behind without me knowing anything about them. What a surprise they turned out to be at lunch time!

Wednesday wound down with Sandeep dropping in to tell me all about his trek to the Himalyas. I look forward to going with him next year.

Thursday morning saw Sandeep back again with Deepali joining too. They had chota hazri with me and it was nice to see them enjoying themselves. They have given two ideas for blogs which will follow next week.

Our help was late coming to work and I entered the kitchen for the first time to do a full cooking job so that my father could have his lunch on time. I was quite pleased as I think he was too, with the outcome. Our help arrived, but by the time, it was all over bar the shouting.

Friday gave me a very pleasant surprise early in the morning. I received a phone call from my cousin Sampath who started off by asking how my recovery was and then asked whether he could come to visit! He lives in Houston Texas and is visiting India and taking a diversion tomorrow to come and call on us. Friday also saw Mitali joining us for lunch and staying on till late evening. Just about dinner time, our neighbours Mohammed and Nazura landed up with some goodies for dinner saving me some cooking time.

All in all, a great week with many people who came into it, for which I am very grateful.