Ramblings...words, sentences strung together...

Dateline Allahabad: my city dusty, pot-holed...bone- and axle-breaker

2011-12-29T18:17:00.000+05:30

Belatedly the UP Government seemed to realize it needed to spend some its Central Government outlay, hence the construction of the city-wide sewage system. For those of who might go gasp, argh, what? No city sewage system? Well, none. For a city (the modern version was laid out in British times) of this size the lack of one is surprising; but…ah well! Since April 2010 or perhaps even earlier the

Relocation Tales: Settling in and ATM travails

2011-10-26T14:55:00.000+05:30

Once the decision to relocate back to hometown had been taken and the necessary approvals obtained from the PTB (powers that be, aka, big boss/es), the planning, subsequent ticket booking, et al, was done. September 7, 2011 was chosen as the D-day, when yours truly would once again call this city her home. And so it was, on the morning of Sept 7, 2011, when the Prayag Raj Express steamed into

Relocation Tales

2011-10-25T19:15:00.000+05:30

Sometime in the earlier half of this year, my mom was taken unwell (much improved now); subsequent examination/investigations concluded that it would be better if she weren't to live alone anymore. And since she is more comfortable with the city where she has been living since 1983, I decided to move back home. I moved out in 1995 and have since been living away from home, first in New Delhi and

Peace vs. Restlessness? Which bodes better?

2010-07-21T11:02:00.007+05:30

Been thinking a lot about existential aspects lately, been ruminating quietly and hopefully, deeply on the issue. I tend to kind of hunker down and think and self-argue my way through instead of putting fingers to keyboard right away, unlike a very good friend of mine , who seeks and finds peace in writing. Many a time a random comment or a slightly longer conversation does send me off on a

Tendrils of half-grasped thoughts-do I know thee?

2010-01-31T19:56:00.003+05:30

I keep telling myself that today I will put fingers to the keyboard after work and write something, but somehow after a long hard day at work I simply can't muster up enough enthusiasm to switch the computer on and pen something down. And on the weekends, oh well, they go by so fast that one wonders if they were there in the first place. And today, well, I am here, fingers on the keyboard trying

RIP IE 6

2010-01-13T12:09:00.000+05:30

Just came across this requiem for Internet Explorer 6.0 and thought I would share it. Thanks for the heads up to @Netra

KM lessons from Childhood Games? You kidding me!

2009-09-03T15:38:00.000+05:30

The other day, one of the ladies in the apartments where I stay was bemoaning her kids' unwillingness to play outside; she recalled her own childhood days and the ramblings/run-arounds that were the then norm. That was all the prompting I needed to take another trip into nostalgia (something awry here--why am I looking back, what prompts these trips--more of that exploration, later). Obviously, a

The Old order changeth yielding place to new...

2009-08-29T20:31:00.000+05:30